Alien by Bush from their 1st Album 16 Stones

the satelite comes and goes we give each other all we know in silence we still talk by the light of the stereo we waltz and will you rain down in your cinematic love truck gonna hold you like nothing's gonna stop us and she comes to take me away she's all that i needed i dont breathe another lover no flicker on the tv screen everything's more than it seems mighty backward fall we stare at the light on the wall and i swear to this she felt like velvet second blonde child like velvet, velvet and she comes to take me away i don't breathe another lover i'm an alien you're an alien it's a beautiful rain, beautiful rain i'm an alien you're an alien it's a beautiful rain, beautiful rain i'm an alien you're an alien it's a beautiful rain, beautiful rain,beautiful rain beautiful beautiful when she come around again when she come around again around again around again around again i'm an alien you're an alien it's a beautiful rain, beautiful rain i'm an alien you're an alien it's a beautiful rain, beautiful rain

The Show by Lenka

I'm just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried
And I don't know why
Slow it down
Make it stop
Or else my heart is going to pop
'Cause it's too much
Yeah, it's a lot
To be something I'm not
I'm a fool
Out of love
'Cause I just can't get enough
I'm just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried
And I don't know why
I'm just a little girl lost in the moment
I'm so scared but I don't show it
I can't figure it out
It's bringing me down I know
I've got to let it go
And just enjoy the show
The sun is hot
In the sky
Just like a giant spotlight
The people follow the sign
And synchronize in time
It's a joke
Nobody knows
They've got a ticket to that show
Yeah
I'm just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I dont know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried
And I don't know why
I'm just a little girl lost in the moment
I'm so scared but I don't show it
I can't figure it out
It's bringing me down I know
I've got to let it go
And just enjoy the show
Just enjoy the show
I'm just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I dont know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried
And I don't know why
I'm just a little girl lost in the moment
I'm so scared but I don't show it
I can't figure it out
It's bringing me down I know
I've got to let it go
And just enjoy the show
dum de dum
dudum de dum
Just enjoy the show
dum de dum
dudum de dum
Just enjoy the show
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back
Just enjoy the show
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back
Just enjoy the show

Heart shaped-box

That will be my first post in english, maybe I am trying to reach someone(?) or maybe it just brings me old memories when most of my teenagers years I used to write in english so people couldn't understand me or just to keep my mom away from my obscure journals or even because I can't be bothered to find portuguese accents. Now I am sitting here, in a cold frosty morning, listening to...Nirvana, oh God, yeah!! I tend to go to places when I listen to old Nirvana, my room 101! I remember how 'rebel' I was, I used to tell my mom I wanted to live in Seattle and used to burn candles to give peace to my suicidal singers, now I do feel bad when I think of that. God it was hillarious when I was 13, my mom was working, so I so wanted to go to the MTV, so my nana took me, I was terrible, I guess I always have this tendency to escape, so I completely disappeared with my 'cool' friends, so my nana was desesperate to find me and said in the reception - Where is my granddaughter? I think she has ran away with a long haired guy within a band. So so embarassing!!! I miss my old times, I was so authentic, like the songs I used to listen, fearless as a feminist (Babes in Toyland, L7, Hole, PJ Harvey) and brave to show my deepest feelings of anger and clever enough to write damn good songs. I had amazing teachers to inspire me to be a freedom writer, very lucky indeed. I am so grateful for the privilege to go to an amazing school ( I should thank my parents for paying it).

Thinking about changes...So tell what do you want to change? Isn't life being fair sometimes that you feel like nothing and wants to hide and changes your form like a chameleon so the world can't see you? Isn't like to be around so many people and even so you feel lonely and alone? Trust me everybody feels this way sometimes. Don't run away too long from your feelings, embrace them, if it is anger, love, anguish, just let it go, all feelings are neutral, and you are just human.

I will write later some more, my head is about to burst...