Roads

Uma musica perfeita, uma melodia com alma, uma letra com dor, uma voz com a solidão que se vai chorando baixinho.

Dedicado a essa dor das mulheres que abortam, a essas que nos merecem a reflexão e o respeito mais do que a discussão politica. Aos fetos, bebés, seres humanos, vidas que estão dentro delas, esses que discutimos deverão ser legitimamente roubados o direito de ver nascer o sol, cheirar a terra molhada, dar a primeira gargalhada, sentir um colo de mãe... ....colo de mãe...colo de mãe...
Caminhos...



ROADS
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Storm.. in the morning light
I feel
no more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
And surely that ain't right
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
How can it feel, this wrong
This moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong