y#651

"Oh, I'm still living
At the old address
And I'm waiting on the weather
That I know will pass..."

y#650

Willkommen zurück MI! :)

"I'm so glad I've found this
I'm so glad I did..."

y#649

"In order to get what you want done, you must fight for everyone
In order to get to what you needed, you spend time and nothing much

And the moral is you live and learn"

y#648

"Say you want me, say it loud
Take the smoke in, let it out
Where we're going, what's to find
Can I help you? Can I try?

And I want to say I'm on my way
But I can't find that peace of mind..."

y#647

Somewhere...

y#646

"So take it as it comes
And be thankful when it's done
There's so many ways to act
Yeah, there's many shades of black..."

y#645

"Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me how?
What you've told me million times before..."

F#797

Parabéns Maninha!

y#644

And this is "How We (Post-)Rock"...

F#796

"...are you my friend?"

y#643

"Listen to this song
I want you to know it's how I feel
Tell me that I am wrong
Even if you say it
I don't care"

y#642

"Now I thought about what I wanna say
But I never really know where to go
So I chained myself to a friend
Cause I know it unlocks like a door..."

F#795

"Porque as vezes,
o amor,
o verdadeiro,
precisa de um abrigo...

Para se proteger deste mundo atroz!

Mas so ate a tempestade passar.

Porque o amor,
verdadeiro,
precisa de ser livre.
Senao nao (se) vive"



Parabens! Aos dois.
Obrigado pela honra.

y#641

"But its not the way you can't afford your time
Or the envy of the friends you've left behind
So whenever you go they can have everything you lose
Is this it? This is it"

F#794

Dont be afraid....

F#793

"i look outside and see the world at war..."

F#792

"..she had to do it...."

y#640

"Do you stay out at night?
Because it's more than you can bear to show
Cause we've been wrong before
And on the right side of the wrong car..."

F#791

Obrigado pelos bons momentos.

F#790

"...não afastes os teus olhos


dos meus..."

y#639

"Anthony Knivet (1560-1649) was an english explorer who joined Sir Thomas Cavendish to the seas around the globe and was left sick on a brazilian island. First captured by natives and then sold as a slave to portuguese settlers. He escaped to Congo and Angola and was then forced back into portuguese hands on the Brazilian coast, in order to collect artillery pieces from a shipwreck, he was the first man using a diving armor. Later on, in Lisbon he was set free and started writing his memoir “The Admirable Adventures and Strange Fortunes of…”.)
This debut from First Breath After Coma was set as a chronological soundtrack to his journey."

y#638

My Mind Was a Fog... My Heart Became a Bomb.
Then the Quiet Explosion, Turning Into Tiny Particles... Floating Through Empty Space.
Like a Valley with No Echo, Holding Your Absence.
Shored Against the Ruins… Drowning in Ten Directions, I Could Hear the Water at the Edge of All Things.
In the Middle of This Nowhere, Hope Becomes a Loss.
(Tres Dominé)

F#789

"watch my back so i'll make sure
you're right behind me as before
yesterday the night before tomorrow"

F#788

" you dont have a clue,

what it is like,

to be next to you..."

y#637

"Every house not a home but dare do I roam
There's a light on the porch here for someone..."

y#636

"I'm afraid that nothing lasts,
nothing lasts long enough..."

y#635

"If I die tonight, bury me
In my favorite yellow patent leather shoes
With a mummified cat and a cone-like hat
That the caliphate forced on the Jews
Can you feel my heartbeat?
Can you feel my heartbeat?"

F#787

"...something entirely beyond thought...."


"A climber climbs
with his guts
his brains
his soul
and his feet"

A world that is all up, up and up!"


"The air is getting thinner and thinner.
At such heights when you are lacking oxygen,
you may think you're normal...but you're not!
You are moving in a dream.A dream that deludes and debilitates..."

F#786

4-3-3.

Ao ataque...

y#634

"Ai, que eu estou a delirar
O que é que eu estou a inventar?
Não vos quis impressionar
São tudo fantasias que o cinema projectou no meu olhar
São as velhas profecias que o vidente deixou escrito para assustar..."

F#785

The first breath after coma...