Pretend that you´re Alone

We are just the monkeys, who fell out of the trees

We are blisters on the earth

We are not the flowers, we're the strangling weeds

In the meadow

And love is just our way of looking out for ourselves

When we don't want to live alone

So step into the vacuum, tear off your clothes

And be born again

Pretend that you're alone now

And everything's gone

Just animal reflex

There's no one looking on

Forget about fashion, forget about the law

Pretend that you're alone now

I wonder what I'd do, if I could wake up every morning

With a clean slate

I'd burn through the cities, I'd tear through the towns
Cos there's no deals to make

So break out of the cages, the delicate structures

We cling to all our lives

Just primal desire, no right and no wrong

Forget about the future, forget about blame

Forget about religion forget about shame

Pretend that you're alone, now (...)

Resquícios de reflexões cujas palavras emprestadas (dos Keane) são uma expressão preciosa, reflexo parcial, mas de valor.

Imagens, pequenas doses de relax visual que imperfeitamente apanhei ontem, aqui e ali, num dia aquecido pelo sol.