Under (a lot) of pressure... Crio o meu universo auditivo, numa tentativa mais ou menos vã de me concentrar. Ouço David Bowie. Cantarolo baixinho fragmentos de algumas das minhas canções favoritas.
These are the days it never rains but it pours
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about,
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
Turned away from it all, like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
But it's so slashed and torn
Why why why?
Love love love love
Insanity laughs, under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love
Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Ashes to ashes
They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too
I've loved all I've needed to love
Sordid details following"
I've nothing much to offer
There's nothing much to take
I'm an absolute beginner
And I'm absolutely sane
As long as we're together
The rest can go to hell
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
With eyes completely open
But nervous all the same