Flipsyde - Happy Birthday

Desta é de vez... estou de volta!

Na Quinta e na Sexta ainda estive mal, mas no fim-de-semana já estive melhor... Fui recuperando e agora é mesmo de vez! Ontem já fui às aulas (ter passado a aula de Inglês quase toda a contar sketches de Gato Fedorento acho que ajudou!) e hoje de manhã já estava tudo normal. Agora já me sinto como o costume, completamente "curado"... (a tarde quase toda a ver o DVD da Série Meireles também deve ter ajudado!)

Ok, parece que me vão ter de voltar a aturar... [e que Gato Fedorento tem, como diria Fernado Alvim, "muitos poderes"!!! Afinal rir sempre é o melhor remédio!!]


Mas, porque (ainda) estou numa fase de ter mais preguiça que vontade de escrever, por enquanto é só mesmo música! A escolha vai para Flipsyde com Happy Birthday... e por hoje deve ser tudo! [já agora, esta música é excelente!!]

Flipsyde
Happy Birthday



Please accept my apologies, I wonder what would have been.
Would you have been a little angel or an angel of sin?
Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys.
Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes.
I paid for the murder before they determined the sex,
choosing our life over your life meant your death.
And you never got a chance to even open your eyes,
sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life.
Would you have been a little genius? In love with math?
Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?
Would you have been a little rapper like your poppa The Piper?
Would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters?
I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose,
And the way you would've laughed and talked fast or slow.
I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.
Happy birthday, I love you whoever you would've been.

Happy Birthday...
What I thought was a dream
Make a wish...
Was as real as it seemed
Happy Birthday...
What I thought was a dream
Make a wish...
Was as real as it seemed
I made a mistake!

I got a million excuses, as to why you died.
And other people got their own reasons for homicide.
Who's to say it would've worked and who's to say I wouldn't have
I was young and struggling, but old enough to be a dad.
The fear of being my father has never disappeared,
I ponder it frequently while I'm sippin' on my beer.
My vision of a family was artificial and fake
So when it came time to create, I made a mistake.
But now you got a little brother, maybe it's really you.
Maybe you really forgave us knowing we were confused.
Maybe, every time that he smiles it's you proudly
Knowing that your father's doing the right thing now.
I'll never tell a woman what to do with her body,
But if she don't love children, then we can't party.
I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.
Happy birthday, I love you whoever you would've been.

Happy Birthday...
What I thought was a dream
Make a wish...
Was as real as it seemed
Happy Birthday...
What I thought was a dream
Make a wish...
Was as real as it seemed
I made a mistake!

And from the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again.
From the ending to the ending, never got to begin.
Maybe one day we can meet face to face,
In a place without time and space.
Happy birthday.

From the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again.
From the ending to the ending, never got to begin.
Maybe one day we can meet face to face,
In a place without time and space.

Happy Birthday...
What I thought was a dream
Make a wish...
Was as real as it seemed
Happy Birthday...
What I thought was a dream
Make a wish...
Was as real as it seemed
I made a mistake!

Fiquem bem...
and make a wish