Há coisas para as quais não tenho um nome definido

Hoje apeteceu-me ouvir esta. Só porque sei o que é andar sem destino e não chegar a lado nenhum. Mas também conheço a sensação de ter caminho e chegar ao destino traçado ( e sem GPS)

Às vezes as  coisas mais simples são as melhores. A sinceridade e a simplicidade nunca me fizeram perder nenhuma batalha. Contínuo a apostar sempre, quando encontro estas qualidades.

“We’re riding down the boulevard
We’re riding into the dark night,
With half the tank and empty heart
Pretending we’re in love, when it’s never enough
As the sirens filled the lonely air
Oh, they can hear knock knock baby
We see a storm is closing in
Pretending we’re escaped
Don’t say a word while we danced with the devil
You brought the fire to a world so cold
We’re out of time on the highway to never
Hold on (hold on), hold on (hold on)
Don’t say a word while we danced with the devil
You brought the fire to a world so cold
We’re out of time on the highway to never
Hold on (hold on), hold on (hold on)
We’re running all the red lights down
No way that we can stop, no no
A quarter tank is almost gone
Pretending we’re in love, when it’s never enough
I wish we could take it back in time
Before we crossed the line, no now, baby
We see a storm is closing in
I reach out for your hand
Don’t say a word while we danced with the devil
You brought the fire to a world so cold
We’re out of time on the highway to never
Hold on (hold on), hold on (hold on)
Don’t say a word while we danced with the devil
You brought the fire to a world so cold
We’re out of time on the highway to never
Hold on (hold on), hold on (hold on)
Oh oh, hold on
Don’t say a word while we danced with the devil
You brought the fire to a world so cold
We’re out of time on the highway to never
Hold on (hold on), hold on (hold on)
Don’t say a word while we danced with the devil
You brought the fire to a world so cold
We’re out of time on the highway to never
Hold on (hold on), hold on (hold on)”

Ocean Drive – Duke Drummond