Got a wife and kids in baltimore jack.I went out for a ride and I never went back.Like a river that dont know where its flowing.I took a wrong turn and I just kept going.Everybodys got a hungry heart.Everybodys got a hungry heart.Lay down your money and you play your part.Everybodys got a hungry heart.I met her in a kingstown bar.We fell in love I knew it had to end.We took what we had and we ripped it apart.Now here I am down in kingstone again.Everybodys got a hungry heart...Everybody needs a place to rest.Everybody wants to have a home.Dont make no difference what nobody says.Aint nobody like to be alone.Everybodys got a hungry heart...
Once upon a time you dressed so fine.You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall."You thought they were all kiddin' you.You used to laugh about.Everybody that was hangin' out.Now you don't talk so loud.Now you don't seem so proud.About having to be scrounging for your next meal. How does it feel.How does it feel.To be without a home.Like a complete unknownLike a rolling stone? You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely.But you know you only used to get juiced in it.And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street.And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it.You said you'd never compromise.With the mystery tramp, but now you realize.He's not selling any alibis.As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes.And ask him do you want to make a deal? How does it feel.How does it feel.To be on your own. With no direction home Like a complete unknown. Like a rolling stone?You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns.When they all come down and did tricks for you. You never understood that it ain't no good.You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you. You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat. Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat. Ain't it hard when you discover that. He really wasn't where it's at. After he took from you everything he could steal.How does it feel. How does it feel. To be on your own.With no direction home.Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people.They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made.Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things.But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe. You used to be so amused .At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used. Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. How does it feel.How does it feel. To be on your own With no direction home.Like a complete unknown.Like a rolling stone?
"...canções que soam como se tivessem sido feitas às quatro da madrugada, num bar com vista panorâmica, no 45º andar de uma torre state of the art retrofuturista, a separação do mundo exterior reflectida na textura dos temas. 'Love 2' é atravessado, como se de espectros se tratasse, pelo som dos painéis de cortiça que forram as paredes, dos vidros duplos e dos quilómetros de alcatifa que calafetam este sítio feliz mas sedado, isolando-o daquele outro que se vê da janela." J.M.L.
"A felicidade, em pessoas inteligentes, é das coisas mais raras que conheço."
Oceans shape the sides.Touching down in the spaces.Soaking from a warm goodbye.An early rise offers kindly.Tonight I sleep to dream.Of a place that's calling meIt is always just a dream.Still I cannot forget what I have seen.The crowd's hard to believe.At their faces I'm looking.But your feet I'm following.In soft steps on a path the way you lead.I don't want to lose myselfIt's a whisper.It's a funny thing.We fold like icicles on paper shelves.It's a pity to appear this way.You're flying when your foreign eyes.Trace the heights of the city.Steaming.With rocks and clouds we breathe.Violent skies.A shock to my own body.Speech is wild.Alive sacred and sounding.Wild from across and beyond, oh far beyond.I don't want to lose myself.It's a whisper.It's a funny thing.We fold like icicles on paper shelves.It's a pity to appear this way.Hold, hold, hold on.I swearI saw it somewhere.Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow.Hold, hold, hold on I swear I saw it somewhere.Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow.I don't want to lose myself.Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that's calling me.It's a whisper It is always just a dream. It's a funny thing.Still I cannot forget what I have seen.We fold like icicles on paper shelves.With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body.It's a pity. Alive sacred and sounding. To appear this way from across and beyond, oh far beyond.
Free hugs is a real life controversial story of Juan Mann, a man whos sole mission was to reach out and hug a stranger to brighten up their lives. In this age of social disconnectivity and lack of human contact, the effects of the Free Hugs campaign became phenomenal. As this symbol of human hope spread accross the city, police and officials ordered the Free Hugs campaign BANNED. What we then witness is the true spirit of humanity come together in what can only be described as awe inspiring.
How it all started
I'd been living in London when my world turned upside down and I'd had to come home. By the time my plane landed back in Sydney, all I had left was a carry on bag full of clothes and a world of troubles. No one to welcome me back, no place to call home. I was a tourist in my hometown.Standing there in the arrivals terminal, watching other passengers meeting their waiting friends and family, with open arms and smiling faces, hugging and laughing together, I wanted someone out there to be waiting for me. To be happy to see me. To smile at me. To hug me.So I got some cardboard and a marker and made a sign. I found the busiest pedestrian intersection in the city and held that sign aloft, with the words "Free Hugs" on both sides.And for 15 minutes, people just stared right through me. The first person who stopped, tapped me on the shoulder and told me how her dog had just died that morning. How that morning had been the one year anniversary of her only daughter dying in a car accident. How what she needed now, when she felt most alone in the world, was a hug. I got down on one knee, we put our arms around each other and when we parted, she was smiling.Everyone has problems and for sure mine haven't compared. But to see someone who was once frowning, smile even for a moment, is worth it every time.
"Quero acabar entre rosas, porque as amei na infância."
My mind is full bursting over.With all these things I can’t remember.Every little single memory reminds me of you.My eyes were weary with all these tears.You left your shadow in my dreams.And all my doubts seem to disappear when you came along.Flowers melting up into the sky.Hear my heart where our love colides.We hear the songs we found in the times we lost our way.Gentle memories replace our tears.All the love we had is still right here.We hear the songs we found in the time we lost our way.From without words can not describe.What caused the stars to fall deep inside.Every little single memory reminds me of you.Our days are gone lost forever.Reflecting light glistening under water.Naturally this could be everything that seems so unreal.Flowers melting up into the sky.Hear my heart where our love colides.We hear the songs we found in the time we lost our way.Gentle memories replace our tears.All the love we had is still right here.We hear the songs we found in the time we lost our way.Flowers melting up into the sky.Hear my heart where our love colides.We hear the songs we found in the time we lost our way.Gentle memories replace our tears.All the love we had is still right hereWe hear the songs we found in the time we lost our way.
