'I do not care what car you drive, where you live.
If you know someone who knows someone who knows someone.
If your clothes are this years cutting edge.
If your trust fund is unlimited.
If you are A-list, B-list ou never heard of you list.
I only care about the words that flutter from your mind.
They are the only thing you truly own.
The only thing i will remember you by.
I will not fall in love with your bones and skin.
I will not fall in love with the places you have been.
I will not fall in love with anything but
the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind.'

Nim

Abre-se o mundo numa janela cujo vidro nao deixa antever o que do outro lado se encontra. Passas e fazes sinal, como se soubesses o que está a acontecer. As ruas enchem-se de passos e os sabores confundem-se no ar. Mistura-se a vontade com o dever e fica-se no ponto zero. Procura-se o beco com saída, onde as opções existem. Atafulham-se e emaranham-se os sentimentos com/e os pensamentos. O incerto é mais do que certo.