so this is how it goes

they fall

like soldiers. dream soldiers. falling. one after the other.

[mas a que preço a gente fica de pé?]

we don't hear
no screams
they take it like men
we don't hear
no cries

[os pais dos pais dos pais ensinaram que homem não chora. Cristo não chorou na cruz.]

my candles are going down
my water is running slow now
the day is going to an end at last

i am reaching towards
can feel something in my fingers
but i know won't last
know won't be
won't stay

[o menino que fica sentado na estrada de terra, quase meia-noite ou meio-dia. sozinho. chorar pra que, se os ouvidos estão mortos?]

boa noite.