How to keep a tear that's worth millions

I miss Zach...

To begin again... always and again

Agora sei que nada é fixo: há sempre um por fazer
Há sempre outro partir depois de cada chegar.

Agora sei que para saber
É preciso rasgar as mãos... e procurar.

Manuel Alegre

(Don't) look at me

That means no where I come from.
I am cold, out waiting for the day to come.
I chew my lips, and I scratch my nose
feels so good to be a rose.

Oh don't, don't you life me up
like I'm that shy, no no no no no, just give it up -
There are bats all dissolving in a row into the wishy-washy dark that can't let go.
I cannot let go, so I thank the lord, and I thank his sword!
'tho it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored.
O, morning without warning like a hole, and I watch you go.

There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.
There are some dragons who were built to have and hold.
And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly.
and some bellies ache with many bumblebees. (and they sting so terribly).

I do as I please.
Now I'm on my knees.
Your skin is something that I stir into my tea.
And I am watching you and you are starry, starry, starry
and I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown.

Well, just look around.
It's why I love this town:
just see me serenaded hourly!
celebrated sourly! dedicated dourly;
waltzing with the open sea -
clam, crab, cockle, cowrie : will you just look at me?

It's quite impossible to love, i mean REALLY love, isn't it?

Acabaram de arder, meu amor, na lareira da nossa vida, as achas dos nossos sonhos... Desenganemo-nos da esperança, porque trai, do amor, porque cansa, da vida, porque farta e não sacia, e até da morte, porque traz mais do que se quer e menos do que se espera. Desenganemo-nos, ó Velada, do nosso próprio tédio, porque se envelhece de si próprio e não ousa ser toda a angústia que é Não choremos, não odiemos, não desejemos... Cubramos, ó Silenciosa, com um lençol de linho fino, o perfil hirto e morto da nossa Imperfeição...

Bernardo Soares, esse grande senhor.

The things i would never say to you...

O meu amor tem lábios de silêncio
E mãos de bailarina
E voa como o vento
E abraça-me onde a solidão termina
O meu amor tem trinta mil cavalos
A galopar no peito
E um sorriso só dela
Que nasce quando a seu lado eu me deito
O meu amor ensinou-me a chegar
Sedento de ternura
Sarou as minhas feridas
E pôs-me a salvo para além da loucura.

O meu amor ensinou-me a partir
Nalguma noite triste
Mas antes, ensinou-me
A não esquecer que o meu amor existe.

so if you have to go, go.
i'm not gonna be the one asking you to stay.

Smile, what's the use of crying?

So much stays unknown till the time you are strong.
Did you imagine you could ever feel so strong,
And all your pain just turns into relief?
All your doubt becomes your own belief?
Though tears don't come to cry some grief away,
The years will help to keep your need at bay.

You're here just a while
You might as well smile,
You might as well smile,
'Cause tomorrow, you just don't know.
It will pass. It's gonna pass.

My dear beloved Beth Orton
This song always kept me moving on :)