P+a+l+a+v+r+a+s

Dizem-se palavras encaixadas num momento qualquer. São cores que combinam, sons que se conjugam, pedras que se atiram ou mel que se derrete. As palavras! Essas que se fazem passar por sonhos que se vão destapando à medida que se somam letras. Acreditamos nas palavras mais do que no silêncio. Somos enganados pelos dois. O silêncio tem muitas palavras e há palavras vazias e silenciosas. Ditas quando encaixam num momento. Porque as palavras que saem do coração não são filtradas; têm de verdade o que têm de impureza!

John Mayer - Belief

Is there anyone who
Ever remembers changing there mind from the paint on a sign?
Is there anyone who really recalls ever breaking rank at all,
for something someone yelled real loud one time?

Everyone believes
In how they think it ought to be
Everyone believes
And they're not going easily

Belief is a beautiful armor
But makes for the heaviest sword
Like punching under water
You never can hit who you're trying for

Some need the exhibition
And some have to know they tried
It's the chemical weapon
For the war that's raging on inside

Everyone believes
From emptiness to everything
Everyone believes
And no ones going quietly

We're never gonna win the world
We're never gonna stop the war
We're never gonna beat this
If belief is what we're fighting for