Prisoners

Trapped
Born in a cage
Wearing a straightjacket
Chained to our walls
Choking as we breathe
We are prisoners
Of our imagination
Media captives
We think we wonder
We think we're free
We are but fools
Trapped in our global folly
Hostages of liberty
We are children
Forever waiting to be born
And trapped
Again.

A minha vida

A minha vida tem poesia
Tem flores de todas as cores
Tem perfumes
Tem sabores
A minha vida tem nódoas de vinho
Nas toalhas de mesa e nos lençóis
A minha vida tem amores
Amigos do peito
Gelo para as negras dores
A minha vida tem festa
Tem perucas, personagens
E muitas gargalhadas a dançar
Muitos mergulhos
Tanto mar
A minha vida tem sal
E açúcar e pimenta
E azeite virgem
Tequilla do México
Vodka polaca
E rum da Venezuela
A minha vida tem panquecas
E sol a entrar pela janela
A minha vida tem viagens
Muitos paraísos, alguns infernos
A minha vida tem calor
E o frio da saudade
Tem carinho
Tem verdade
A minha vida não é minha
Mas eu faço parte dela.

I breathe you

I breathe you
Drifting
Between my demons
Struggling with yours
I breathe you
I feel through you
I know you more
Than you'll ever sense
You inhale
I catch my breath
I breathe you
As life passes by
You grow (in) me
I breathe you
As the world goes mad
I nest unrested
Your heart is my cocoon
Outside noisy doom
I breathe you
Learn yang
Give yin
It's all we've got left
I breathe you
If you stop
I'm dead.

Ecdise

Suffocate
In painful white noise.
Puuuuuuusssshhh!
Burning skin.
Too much light.
Too much everything.
- Keep pushing!
Blurred sight
And the tremendous effort
Of moving nothing.
Push more!
Remains of body parts
That are no more
- Maybe they never were.
What a mess...
The world hurts
The life inside.
Struggle.
One last push!
Hope.

Open

When holy creeps get free
All we need is the air that we breathe.

I miss you
But you are already there.
You were always essential
But I suddenly need to recall.
I feel you inside me
But I know you're too far.
You bring me calm and peace
But I think I'm in trouble again.
I am lost without you
But that's not even true!
And it's none of the above
Or maybe just the opposite.
I'd say I'm in love...
Oh give me a break, please!

Urgência

Ver-te naquele poço
Frio, amarelo e lúgubre
Foi como cair
No silêncio aterrador
Dum precipício sem fim.
As faces macilentas
Os olhos semicerrados
Os gemidos continuados
De todos aqueles desgraçados
Ali deitados
Ao teu redor
Cercando-te
Engolindo-te
Chamando-te
Quase me gelaram...
Mas só a carícia
Que é o teu sorriso
Vale as horas de tédio
O desconforto ciático
O cheiro nauseabundo
A espera solitária
E todos, todos os horrores
Deste universo e dos outros!
Porque tu, meu amor,
És a minha urgência.