lição de anatomia

Snow Patrol, Chasing cars

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes,
they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
and just forget the world?

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E quando toca uma destas músicas da OST da Anatomia de Grey, imagina-se uma personagem, triste, a chorar, de frente para uma janela, observando a chuva. Pode ser a Meredith, a Cristina, a Izzie, até a Bailey ou a Addison. Entra outra personagem, provavelmente o George, que lhe coloca a mão no ombro e não diz nada.
O poço. Solidariedade. Sem críticas nem juízos de valor. Porque cada um sabe de si.