OVER YOU

On the Loose

Come to me now that you are done
You’re on the corner of love you should stay
You don’t know why I came to this town
You know? – you know nothing
There’s no background
It’s gonna be a sunny morning
Please come down

I see trouble ahead
We’re stuck on a train
Another kiss of death
So much on display
We both alone in this ghost town
Leading our secret lives and on the prowl
You don’t get a choice
We are trainers
Just don’t let it sway

Over you
We’re still on the loose
This is the corner of love  - we say
I let it happen on my way

Repeat (musica toda) + refrao

Over you
We’re still on the move
This is the corner of love we say
I let it happen on my way

I let it happen on my way
So much on display

Yeah Yeah Yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

NO MEIO DESSAS BANANAS

Meanwhile in 1978... a piece of tropical black melancholia ... with hoarse bowels between hymns and chicanas, between teeth, between fingers... NO MEIO DESSAS BANANAS and with centuries of waiting.. 
That's where the cut lives 
That's where one of the most beautiful melodies ever written/sung lives. 



My muscles are few to this network of intrigues.

I've got hoarse bowels in a rosary of roundworms

NO MEIO DESSAS BANANAS

OS MEUS ÓDIOS E OS MEUS MEDOS 
AFRO-BARKS

TENHO SÉCULOS DE ESPERA

NAS CONTAS DAS MINHAS COSTELAS

Between hymns and chicanas / between teeth, between fingers.

NO MEIO DESSAS BANANAS

OS MEUS ÓDIOS E OS MEUS MEDOS 

SO WHAT?

AND? E DAÍ?


I can hear it 500 times and get the same goosebumps. Morning.