Lua Cheia

Os Dias que acompanham as noites de Lua Cheia são sempre estranhos, difíceis. É como se estivesse um olho gigante no céu a inquirir sobre o que andei a fazer no último mês. Ontem fechei as janelas todas e enrolei-me num sono pesado mas pouco tranquilo. A presença da Lua anula as paredes, as janelas e as grossas camadas de roupa da minha cama. Tive sonhos estranhos com pessoas conhecidas que iam mudando de cara em casa nova situação.

De manhã ouvi esta música e é verdade: there is a light and it never goes out.

Take me out tonight
Where there’s music and there’s people
And they’re young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven’t got one
Anymore

Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and I
Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don’t drop me home
Because it’s not my home, it’s their
Home, and I’m welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
And in the darkened underpass
I thought oh god, my chance has come at last
(but then a strange fear gripped me and I
Just couldn’t ask)

Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven’t got one, da ...
Oh, I haven’t got one

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Oh, there is a light and it never goes out