Note to Self

  • Postado por Ran

[Chris Hannah]
No-fly list. No-drive list. No-walk list. No-talk list
No muckraking journalist left to take stock of
The wholesale omission of outside perspectives
How does it make you feel to know that you voted for this?

Fuck this

So much for your hopes and your dreams and your children
You just sat there believing in this bullshit system
Just wishing the mob would magically come to its senses
How does it make you feel to know you just stood by and watched it?
Dazed. Numb. Powerless. Stunned
While we frantically click our heels, already home

The bands. The sports. The booze. It's all that’s left of you
When the cops and the courts refuse
To confess the sins of the few
What is there left to do?

The answer's there right before your eyes

Rise


Written by Chris Hannah / David Guillas / Jord Samolesky / Todd Kowalski

Beyond the Gate

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Plástico grelhado ou à milanesa?

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  • Baleia achada morta no Mar Mediterrâneo tinha 29 kg de plástico obstruindo intestinos e estômago.
  • Baleia achada morta na costa da California tinha 72 kg de plástico obstruindo o estômago.
  • Entre a California e o Havaii há uma ilha feita de 87 tons de plástico boiando.

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Farther Along

  • Postado por Ran

Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long?
While there are others living about us
Never molested though in the wrong

Farther along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up, my sister, live in the sunshine
'Cause we'll understand it all by and by

Sometimes I wonder why must I suffer
Out in the rain, the cold and the snow?
When there are many living in comfort
Giving no heed to all that I know

Farther along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up, my sister, live in the sunshine
'Cause we'll understand it all by and by

Often when death has taken our loved ones
Leaving our home so lonely and drear
Then do we wonder why others prosper
Living so wicked year after year

Farther along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why
Oh, cheer up, my sister, live in the sunshine
'Cause we'll understand it all by and by
Yeah, we'll understand it all by and by

Sang by Marideth Sisco & Blackberry Winter Band

Written by Jesse Randall Baxter / W.B. Stevens

Rain Plans

  • Postado por Ran

I got rain plans
Written in these storms
When I throw it
Tell me where to go

Hold on, there's a woman in my bed
And I want her to stay here
Hold on, there's a woman in my head
And I want her to stay there

I got rain plans
Tell us where we've been
I got new hands
To pawn us west again.

Hold on, there's a woman in my bed
And I want her to stay here
Hold on, there's a woman in my head
And I want her to stay there.


Written by Israel Nash Gripka

1904

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Microbioma: Nosso corpo desumano

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"Se você pegar fezes de humanos magros e de humanos obesos, e transplantar as bactérias em camundongos, você pode tornar o camundongo mais magro ou mais gordo, dependendo de qual microbioma usou." [ ler mais ]

Struggle to stand

  • Postado por Ran

Some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh but I know love as a fading thing
Just as fickle as a feather in a stream
See, honey, I saw love,
You see it came to me
It puts its face up to my face so I could see
Yeah then I saw love disfigure me
Into something I am not recognizing

See the cage, it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself up this way again
Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand
I will not lay like this for days now upon end
You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands
You see the cage it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself this way again.

You see the moon is bright in that treetop night
I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light
I might fear I go and my heart is white
And we race right out on the desert plains all night
So honey I am now, some broken thing
I do not lay in the dark waiting for day here
Now my heart is gold, my feet are right
And I'm racing out on the desert plains all night

So some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
All that I know love as a caging thing
Just a killer come to call from some awful dream
And all you folks, you come to see
You just to stand there in the glass looking at me
But my heart is wild, and my bones are steel
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free


Written by Matthew Houck

Cota Zero

  • Postado por Ran

Stop.

A vida parou
ou foi o automóvel?


Drummond

Ghost

  • Postado por Ran

One more night in Omaha
Bus stop just before the dawn
Cold wind followed me somehow

Through parking lots and shopping malls
Rinse my thoughts in alcohol
Black clouds rolling over me

If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view

You broke my heart with sticks and stones
Swore I'm never coming home
Last words never written down

If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view

Been so long since I've been gone
Doubt if you'll know me at all
Downpour, did I make you proud?

If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view

Day is short, my shadow's long
One more hour 'till Wichita
Sunlight never felt so kind

If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view


Written by Jeremy Matthew Messersmith