# CCCXXIV- Melancolia

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[Porto, Set'09]

Parece que o Verão já se vai despedindo. Nestes tempos de transições (em boa verdade, acho que em todos as alturas!) cai-me bem deixar o olhar pousado no horizonte, embalado por uma voz suave que vai desfiando histórias de solidões da estrada, de amores sofridos, de ressacas e redenções. De estados de espírito que mergulham em realidades existenciais.

Nestes momentos, acontece recorrer ao REPLAY, quando tropeço em canções como a que hoje deixo em partilha.

STEPHEN SIMMONS : A MAN WALKS INTO A BAR


You’d think that girl was happy there
Damn near all time I swear
Those big brown eyes and that smile
Can light up this town for half a mile

But when she lets her guard down
Her worn out cheeks turn into a frown
Stares off in the distance so dissatisfied
Where her mind’s been the whole damn time

Chorus:
Have you ever heard the one?
Where a man walks into a bar
Picks up a girl and falls in love
Like the dog that finally caught that car

At times she seems to laugh
Oh as if it never gets that bad
Oh you’d think that something was wrong
If she didn’t look happy for long

It’s a sound she makes with her mouth
To imitate the sound
She tries to sell as a laugh
But it’s feigned and with a hint of sad

[Chorus]

Don’t she know we don’t believe her
Maybe so but she seems convinced she’s a good deceiver
Oh I can’t lie
Sometimes it hurts when she cries
That’s how my baby gets by

[Chorus]