Here Again

I said I played this song so many times before
That the melody keeps repeating.
Growing new ideas, flowing chords and notes,
Like a mountain river bleeding.

Well, I say as I look back at all the thoughts I've had,
They reflect just what I'm learning.
Yes, you know that the hardest part, yes,
I say it is to stay on top,
On top of a world forever churning.

Well, you say you can laugh,
but I can see that your eyes are glass.
Well, do you see, can't you see, can't you see, what I'm feeling?
Yes, I've seen your face before.
Well I said, I've seen it everywhere,
Showing up to me without a scent revealing.

Well, I said will it ever change?
Oh yes Lord I said will it stay the same?
I'd surely like to know before it's over.
Well, I said I played some.
Yes I said it won't be long,
Won't be long before I stop and play, play it over.

I've, oh I've, I've seen your face before.
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?
Oh, oh I've, I've been in one place too long.
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?

I've, oh I've, I've seen your face before.
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?
Oh, oh I've, I've been in one place too long.
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?

Here...

" O Homem aprendeu a escrever os defeitos no bronze e as virtudes na água."

Ludwig van Beethoven.

Life under the Shadow of Death ( Opus Prime )

Shadows in the distance
In a darkness endlless
Dark clouds in the sky
Traveling without destination
In a eternal dance gloome
Under the half-light of fields,
The lakes serenity and fury
Uninterrupted of the oceans.

Tears of pain rides
The faces of the montains
Pitching a constant symphony
From murmurs brought to the wind
Silence by imense of heaven
But eternitied by subtle touch
Of the essence that
Hear and look at.

Refrão:
Life under shadow of death
Living in the darkness
In an eternal curso
Life under shadow of death!

Almost imperceptible walk
Among the people with air
Melancholy and hide your
Sad appearance with the mystery's cover
And like a leaf that fall,
Made a sad sigh and
Bitter, living as if
Wasn't here.

Refrão.

Cause not belong to this place,
Search in more distant
Horizon of souls
A safe place for the really live.

Matheus P. Ulhoa

When the musics over...

When The Music Is Over Turn Out The Lights For The Music Is Your Special Friend Dance On Fire As It Intends Music Is Your Only Friend Until The End Cancel My Subscription To The Resurrection Send My Credentials To The House Of Detention I Got Some Friends Inside The Face In The Mirror Won't Stop The Girl In The Window Won't Drop A Feast Of Friends "Alive" She Cried Waiting For Me Outside Before I Sink Into The Big Sleep I Want To Hear The Scream Of The Butterfly Come Back, Baby Back Into My Arms We're Getting Tired Of Hangin'Around Waiting Around With Our Heads On The Ground I Hear A Very Gentle Sound Very Near Yet Very Far Very Soft Yet Very Clear Come Today What Have They Done To The Earth? What Have They Done To Our Fair Sister? Ravaged And Plundered And Ripped Her And Bit Her Stuck Her With Knives In The Side Of The Dawn And Tied Her With Fences And Dragged Her Down I Hear A Very Gentle Sound With Your Ear Down To The Ground We Want The World And We Want It, Now Persian Night' Babe See The Light Babe Save Us! Jesus! So When The Music's Over Turn Out The Lights For The Music Is Your Special Friend Dance On Fire As It Intends Music Is Your Only Friend Until The End

Perfect Strangers

Perfect Strangers

Can you remember remember my name As I flow through your life A thousand oceans I have flown And cold spirits of ice All my life I am the echo of your past I am returning the echo of a point in time Distant faces shine A thousand warriors I have known And laughing as the spirits appear All your life Shadows of another day And if you hear me talking on the wind You've got to understand We must remain Perfect Strangers I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow A strand of silver hanging through the sky Touching more than you see The voice of ages in your mind Is aching with the dead of the night Precious life (your tears are lost in falling rain) And if you hear me talking on the wind You've got to understand We must remain Perfect Strangers

When the music is over...

"A música exprime a mais alta filosofia numa linguagem que a razão não compreende."
Arthur Schopenhauer.

Quando o seu Demônio está no comando, não queira pensar conscientemente. Solte-se, espere e obedeça!

Quando o seu Demônio está no comando, não queira pensar conscientemente. Solte-se, espere e obedeça!