<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:19:35.382-03:00</updated><category term='dave matthews band'/><category term='music'/><category term='tabs'/><category term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Don't Get Lost</title><subtitle type='html'>No direction. No map. Where are we going?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-1198595212949376705</id><published>2007-07-05T13:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T14:24:21.723-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dave matthews band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tabs'/><title type='text'>Because I never flew before</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bNHvAP7ML9k/Ro0pK_Chz2I/AAAAAAAAABg/V9w4idX1mAs/s1600-h/dmb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bNHvAP7ML9k/Ro0pK_Chz2I/AAAAAAAAABg/V9w4idX1mAs/s320/dmb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083764823068626786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was flying through space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I knew it was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I'd never flew before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the stars were going past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the planets were going past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I knew it was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I'd never flew before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I went further and further away until I saw this tiny blue planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and something made me want to go there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I thought it was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I never flew before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I went down to this little planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and there I found the greatest band in the universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Béla Fleck and the Flecktones"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dave Matthews Band - #41&lt;br /&gt;The perfect song, the perfect band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-1198595212949376705?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1198595212949376705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19099982&amp;postID=1198595212949376705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/1198595212949376705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/1198595212949376705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/because-i-never-flew-before.html' title='Because I never flew before'/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bNHvAP7ML9k/Ro0pK_Chz2I/AAAAAAAAABg/V9w4idX1mAs/s72-c/dmb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-116733867783274700</id><published>2006-12-28T18:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T16:05:03.043-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5871/953/1600/606063/42-17441102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5871/953/320/836367/42-17441102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;'07: time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De tempos em tempos tenho a necessidade de escrever, de simplesmente botar para fora. É a forma que encontro de organizar meus pensamentos, de voltar para os trilhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não sou supersticioso: não passo o ano novo de branco, não como romã, não pulo sete ondas. Mas acredito na força de vontade das pessoas em mudar o rumo das coisas, de criar, de construir, de viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talvez por ser uma época onde este pensamento esteja mais à tona, tive a vontade compartilhar três pontos que vivenciei e aprendi ao longo deste ano que levarei para o resto da minha vida, que certamente serão úteis para alcançar alguns sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A few moments to learn, a lifetime to master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por diversas vezes ao longo de ’06 tive que tomar decisões importantes, que teriam impacto direto no meu ‘plano de vôo’. Em alguns desses momentos segui o meu coração, em outros a razão e em outros até me influenciei por opiniões alheias. Aprendi que tenho um longo caminho a percorrer, mas que estou no caminho certo e que ninguém pode saber melhor do que eu o que é melhor para mim mesmo (o jogo de interesses sempre existe) e que basta um pouco de calma, paciência e experiência para achar o caminho das pedras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to catch a tiger, you have to go into a tiger's cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As minhas escolhas nem sempre foram as mais óbvias e nem sempre foram as mais fáceis de tomar. Poderia percorrer outros caminhos de forma muito mais tranqüila, mas não era o que eu queria. Apesar de uma natural resistência do ser humano às mudanças, aprendi que elas são mais importantes do que imaginamos e que conseguiremos enfrentá-las de forma mais calma se entendermos que “segurança” e “estabilidade” são mais estados de espírito do que uma coisa real na qual podemos nos sustentar cegamente. Claro que o risco deve ser calculado, sem medo e sem pré-concepções – prefiro falhar tentando a não tentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four is five and five is eight and six is twelve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se tem uma coisa que eu realmente aprendi é que temos que agradecer por cruzar o caminho de algumas pessoas. Tive a benção de poder contar com algumas pessoas que hoje não ‘classifico’ como ‘amigos’, mas como irmãos. São pessoas que me fizeram ser mais do que era, crescendo, somando, multiplicando. Eles são meus verdadeiros pilares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, no final do texto, sinto-me aliviado. Não só por ter finalmente dedicado o tempo necessário para escrever novamente, mas por poder a certeza que ’06 foi um ano necessário para plantar e que ’07 será o ano de colher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-116733867783274700?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116733867783274700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19099982&amp;postID=116733867783274700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/116733867783274700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/116733867783274700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/2006/12/07-time-de-tempos-em-tempos-tenho.html' title=''/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-116053909984431994</id><published>2006-10-11T00:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T09:38:05.846-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/1600/42-16377753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/320/42-16377753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo e a duração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para tudo há momento, e tempo para cada coisa sob o céu:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;tempo de procurar e tempo de perder;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;tempo de guardar e tempo de jogar fora;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;tempo de rasgar e tempo de costurar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;tempo de calar e tempo de falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;(é tempo de construir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-116053909984431994?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116053909984431994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19099982&amp;postID=116053909984431994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/116053909984431994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/116053909984431994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/o-tempo-e-durao-para-tudo-h-momento-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-115758336046584441</id><published>2006-09-06T19:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:29:58.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter's cold spring erases</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/1600/japanese-garden-philosophy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/320/japanese-garden-philosophy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Novos horizontes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Se não for isso, o que será?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;É engraçado como a vida é uma eterna busca pela felicidade e, mais engraçado ainda é como geralmente não percebemos os reais motivos que nos deixam felizes, muitas vezes por serem pequenos detalhes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Nos últimos dias tenho sido "&lt;em&gt;obrigado&lt;/em&gt;" a refletir sobre a forma como tenho encarado a vida. Olhando para trás de forma crítica e avaliando cada passo dado, cada escolha, cada palavra, cada pensamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Parte de minhas atitudes foram originadas pela &lt;em&gt;zona de conforto&lt;/em&gt; do momento. "É melhor ficar por aqui mais um pouco do que arriscar!" (é, eu sei, deveria ter sido diferente). Mas não foi só isso. Talvez uma pitada a mais de &lt;em&gt;flexibilidade&lt;/em&gt; aliada a umas duas doses de &lt;em&gt;felling&lt;/em&gt; e talvez as coisas estivessem diferentes agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;O fato é que não podemos mudar o que aconteceu, mas podemos tirar lições baseadas em nossas experiências. Como uma música que gosto diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Winter's cold spring erases and the&lt;br /&gt;calm away by the storm is chasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Porém acredito que nada acontece sem uma razão. Não que acredite em destino (não é bem por aí), mas acho que tudo que estou vivenciando teve origem em comportamentos e atitudes minhas e das pessoas ao meu redor e que, se eu souber lidar corretamente com os fatos, toda essa experiência poderá render muitos frutos positivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Mas a questão não era sobre felicidade? Sim! e ainda é!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Em momentos difíceis encontramos as pessoas verdadeiramente boas e sinceras, que se preocupam com você, faça Sol ou faça chuva. Demostram com um olhar, um gesto de carinho, numa conversa onde estão lá mais para te escutar do que qualquer outra coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;E neste momento me sinto feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Don't get lost too...or do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dmbrasil.net/page/letras_detail.asp?cod=9&amp;amp;disco=3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-115758336046584441?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115758336046584441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19099982&amp;postID=115758336046584441' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/115758336046584441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/115758336046584441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/winters-cold-spring-erases.html' title='Winter&apos;s cold spring erases'/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-113659563095279536</id><published>2006-01-06T22:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:30:38.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>So damn luck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/1600/42-16123128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/320/42-16123128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não raras as vezes enxergo a minha vida como uma música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Nesses momentos eu simplesmente deixo me levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Uma boa canção tem o poder de me emocionar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;E geralmente trás à tona sentimentos guardados, lembranças felizes, sorrisos distantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Nos últimos dias tenho estado situações interessantes (e há muito não vividas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Que estão transformando a forma que enxergava o mundo até então&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Parte disso está diretamente relacionado à minha família, à minha noiva e principalmente à minha filha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Como eles são importantes para mim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Mas, espera! o que a música tem a ver com isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Há alguns dias estou com uma música na cabeça: So Damn Luck (Dave NMatthews Band, vejam a letra logo abaixo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Hoje consegui entender que não é por acaso! É assim mesmo que me sinto! So Damn Luck! Estou escrevendo este primeiro post do ano para agradecer a toda a minha família!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Amo muito vocês!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Everything's different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;My head in the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit this corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;With my foot on the gass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;I started sliding, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;I lose itEverything's different just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Oh my God, wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;What will soon become of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Frozen heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Screaming wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Does that screaming come from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;So damn lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;When we went on ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;You say, you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;I see you later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;I heard what you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;A few minutes later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm sliding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Everything's different, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Oh my God, wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;What will soon become of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;This frozen heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Screaming wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;But does that screaming come from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm dizzy from all this spinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Now I'm thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;That you did all you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;When you said my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Take it slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Ok, is what I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Oh my God, wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;What will soon become of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Frozen heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Screaming wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;But does that screaming come from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Take me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;To just before I was spinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Take me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;To just before I got dizzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Take me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Amazing what a minute can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Just like you&lt;br /&gt;So, so, so, so, up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Around, around, around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Amazing what a minute can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Around, around, around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Ok.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-113659563095279536?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/113659563095279536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19099982&amp;postID=113659563095279536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/113659563095279536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/113659563095279536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-damn-luck.html' title='So damn luck!'/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-113659433455550163</id><published>2006-01-06T22:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:02:01.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/1600/42-17004878.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/320/42-17004878.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Dreamgirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would dig a hole all the way to China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unless of course I was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I'd dig my way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If by diggin I could steal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wind from the sails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of the greedy men who r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ule the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And after a good good drunk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wake up and make love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a deep sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where I was dreamingI was dreaming of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dream Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was feeling like a creep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I watched you asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Face downIn the grass in the parkIn the middle of a hot afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your top was untied and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought how nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It'll be to follow the sweat down your spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're like my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a good good drunk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You and meWake up and make love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a deep sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where I was dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was dreaming of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dream Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caught by a wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My back to the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It knocks me off my feet and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as i find my footing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here you come again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dream Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dream Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posso me considerar um cara de sorte, afinal são poucos que podem se dar ao luxo de terem pessoas tão especiais ao seu lado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dmbrasil.net/page/letras_detail.asp?cod=520&amp;amp;disco=15"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-113659433455550163?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/113659433455550163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19099982&amp;postID=113659433455550163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/113659433455550163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/113659433455550163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/2006/01/dream-girl.html' title='Dream Girl'/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-113262679926855825</id><published>2005-11-22T00:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:05:34.183-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra quando o Carnaval chegar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/1600/42-16493708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/320/42-16493708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Pra quando o Carnaval chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quem me vê sempre parado, distante garante que eu não sei sambar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;(tou me guardando pra quando o carnaval chegar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;eu tô só vendo, sabendo, sentindo, escutando e não posso falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;(tou me guardando pra quando o carnaval chegar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;eu vejo as pernas de louça da moça que passa e não posso pegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;há quanto tempo desejo seu beijo molhado de maracujá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;(tou me guardando pra quando o carnaval chegar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;e quem me ofende, humilhando, pisando, pensando que eu vou aturar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;e quem me vê apanhando da vida duvida que eu vá revidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;(tou me guardando pra quando o carnaval chegar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;eu vejo a barra do dia surgindo, pedindo pra gente cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;eu tenho tanta alegria, adiada, abafada, quem me dera gritar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;(tou me guardando pra quando o carnaval chegar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Será que vai demorar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chicobuarque.uol.com.br/index.html"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-113262679926855825?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/feeds/113262679926855825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19099982&amp;postID=113262679926855825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/113262679926855825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19099982/posts/default/113262679926855825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com/2005/11/pra-quando-o-carnaval-chegar.html' title='Pra quando o Carnaval chegar'/><author><name>Gustavo Reis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099982.post-113233578194464883</id><published>2005-11-18T15:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:04:52.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/1600/DMAS41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5871/953/320/DMAS41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come and see&lt;br /&gt;I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm coming slow but speeding&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish a dance and while&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the front The play on time is won&lt;br /&gt;But the difficulty is coming here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will go in this way&lt;br /&gt;And find my own way out&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you to stay&lt;br /&gt;But I'm coming to much more&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All at once the ghosts come back&lt;br /&gt;Reeling in you now&lt;br /&gt;What if they came down crushing&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I used to play for all of the loneliness that nobody notices now&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging slow&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only waiting I wanted to stay&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to play,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only this far&lt;br /&gt;And only tomorrow leads my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming waltzing back and moving into your head&lt;br /&gt;Please,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wouldn't pass this by&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't take any more than&lt;br /&gt;What sort of man goes by&lt;br /&gt;I will bring water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you ever be glad&lt;br /&gt;It melts into wonder&lt;br /&gt;I came in praying for you&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you run in the rain and play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let the tears splash all over you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19099982-113233578194464883?l=dontgetlosttoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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