1. Echo and the Bunnymen – Killing moon
2. Michael Andrews e Gary Jules – Mad world
3. Depeche Mode – Condemnation
4. Martin Gore – Candy says
5. Julee Cruise – The nightingale
6. Stina Nordenstam – Everyone else in the world
7. This Mortal Coil – Song to the Siren
8. Sean Riley – Moving on
9. Jon Auer – Green eyes
10. Tom Brosseau – Lears
11. Galaxie 500 – Sorry
12. Smashing Pumpkins – Mayonnaise
13. Jesus and Mary Chain – Just like honey
14. Ziggy Stardust – Lady Stardust
Por Miguel Henriques
Palavras tristemente bonitas:
“Fate Up against your will Through the thick and will wait until You give yourself to him”
“All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying Are the best I've ever had”
"Candy says I hate the quiet places that cause the smallest taste of what will be Candy says I hate the big decisions that cause endless revisions in my mind I'm gonna watch the blue birds fly over my shoulder I'm gonna watch them pass me by Maybe when I'm older What do you think I'd seeIf I could walk away from me”
“the nightingale it said to me there is a love meant for me the nightingale it flew to me and told me that it found my love”
“On the floating, shapeless OCEANS I did all my best to smile til your singing eyes and fingers drew me loving into your eyes. And you sang: Sail to me, sail to me; Let me enfold you.
Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you. Did I dream you dreamed about me? Were you here when I was full sail?
"Well I'm sorry about the weather And I'm sorry that the drive was much too far Seems like everything is business And we're sorry all the time When we're home (All alone) What is home? (On your own) Home is home (All Alone) Where we love the weather Are you sorry that you love me? Am I sorry I love you too? Seems it doesn't make a difference That we're sorry all the time”
“Fool enough to almost be it Cool enough to not quite see it Doomed Pick your pockets full of sorrow And run away with me tomorrow June We'll try and ease the pain But somehow we'll feel the same Well, no one knows Where our secrets go”
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