Às vezes desejo ficar, repentinamente, com amnésia. Assim podia esquecer aquilo que me apetecesse, podia fazer de conta que tudo é perfeito, que tudo é à minha maneira.
Mas não é.
Às vezes desejo que tudo fosse como no suposto paraíso. Naquele paraíso com que sonhamos todos os dias.
Pois ele não existe.
E tudo o que resta, são estas "Amnesiac sessions".
Come on, Come on
You think you drive me crazy, well
Come on, Come on
You and whose army
You and your cronies
Come on, Come on
Holy Roman empire
Come on if you think
Come on if you think
You can take us all
You can take us all
You and whose army
You and your cronies
You forget so easy
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Radiohead, You and whose army (4 Junho 2001)
I Wish I could be Amnesiac right now.
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After years of waiting
Nothing came
You realise you've been looking
You've been looking
In the wrong place
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All the figures I used to see
All my lovers where there with me
All my pasts and futures
And we all went to Heaven in a little rowboat
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
//
And there are trapdoors
That you can't come back from
//
What would I do?
What would I do?
If I did not have you
//
If you'd been a dog
They would have drowned you at birth
//
Where'd you park the car?
Where'd you park the car?
The clothes are on the lawn with the furniture
Now I might as well
I might as well
//
Why don't you quiet down?
Why don't you quiet down?
Why don't you quiet down?
Why don't you quiet down?
//
Don't talk politics and don't throw stones
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