Abri a porta do meu quarto e (gritos) minha avó segurava as duas caixas que eu tanto desejei receber nos últimos dias. Uma foi uma caixinha prateada que veio lá de Fortaleza, recheada de Los Hermanos, Counting Crows e coração (segundo quem mandou). A outra foi um presente que eu resolvi me dar, tinha Maria Rita e Cássia Eller.
A ida para a faculdade foi bem gostosa, ao som de Counting Crows, com um sorriso imenso no rosto, pela alegria de ter recebido um mimo tão bom. Adoro mimos!
Desse CD eu já tenho a minha primeira música preferida....


Recovering The Satellites
Counting Crows

Gonna get back to basics
Guess I'll start it up again
I'm falling' from the ceiling
You're falling from the sky now and then
Maybe you were shot down in pieces
Maybe I slipped in between
But we were gonna be the wildest people they ever hoped to see
Just you and me

So why'd you come home to this sleepless town
It's a lifetime commitment
Recovering the satellites
All anybody really wants to know is...
When you gonna come down

Your mother recognizes all you're desperate displays
And she watches as her babies drift violently away
'Til they see themselves in telescopes
Do you see yourself in me?
We're such crazy babies, little monkey
We're so fucked up, you and me

So why'd you come home to this faithless town
Where we make a lifetime commitment
To recovering the satellites
And all anybody really wants to know is...
When are you gonna come down

She sees shooting stars and comet tails
She's got heaven in her eyes
She says I don't need to be an angel
But I'm nothing if I'm not this high
But we only stay in orbit
For a moment of time
And then you're everybody's satellite
I wish that you were mine

So why'd you come home to this angels town
It's a lifetime decision
Recovering the satellites
Everybody really knows for sure...
That you're gonna come down
That you're gonna come down