There are few things in the world more frightening than the future stretching out ahead of you, unknowable and unseen.
But sometimes the most frightening future is the one
you do know.
The fate you see coming... and can't escape.
There's nothing more terrifying than the future.
And nothing more inevitable.
There are some futures so devastating, you can't imagine surviving them.
So you fight and you run. But no matter how far you run, or how hard you fight, the future catches up.
Human beings are hard-wired to connect.
We are drawn to one another by our own chemistry.
We produce attachment hormones that create intimacy.
We build neural bridges that bond us, brain to brain... heart to heart.
Those bonds, once formed, are not meant to be broken.
Our brains, our entire nervous systems, are designed for us to form deep, lasting bonds.
Trying to hold a love that wants to go, Is like trying to catch a falling flake of snow, It glimmers while it can, but it will melt between your hands, You know
To keep alive a love that wants to die,
But I will find love, That's the blind love, It's the kind of love I need Oh, well, I'll find love, That's the blind love, It's the kind of love I need
Breaking my truest intentions, searching for intervention, in my life. And searching, searching for true answers, oh this life it dances around my mind.
Biding, this life is about timing, searching but not finding, most of the time. So working, this life’s not about shirking, whatever wave, crumbles for me or you.
Maybe in another life, if we get another life Maybe in that life, I could love, to love you Maybe in another time, if there is another time Maybe in that time, I could love, to love you
Look at us, running around, always rushed, always late. I guess that's why they call it the Human Race.
What we crave for most in this world is Connection. For some people it happens at first sight, it's when you know, you know! It's fate working its magic and that's great for them. They get to live a Pop song, ride the express train but that's not the way it really works. For the rest of us, it's a bit less romantic, it's complicated, it's messy, it's about horrible timing and fumbled opportunities and not being able to say what you need to say when you need to say it - at least that's the way it was for me.
But sometimes it slows down just enough for all the pieces to fall into place. Fate works its magic and you are connected. Every once in a while, in all the randomness something unexpected happens and it pushes us all forward and the truth is... What I'm starting to think, what I'm starting to feel is that may be the human race isn't a Race at all.
See, honey, I am not some broken thing I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee No my heart is gold. My feet are light And I am racing out on the desert plains all night
So some say love is a burning thing That it makes a fiery ring Oh but I know love as a caging thing Just a killer come to call from some awful dream O and all you folks, you come to see You just stand there in the glass looking at me But my heart is wild. And my bones are steam And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free
Ca n'fait même pas 20 ans que j'te connais et toi tu vois déjà dans mes veines
Le creux qu'à laissé les larmes et la distance de 2000km
C'est parce que t'as la même gorgé de soleil et de souvenirs qui dansent
Au rythme des fados, de leur robe noir et des cris immenses
Y'a comme un goût de par coeur que je parcours dans tes soirs, tes matins
Pourtant on n'est ni soeur ni amant d'avec ou sans lendemain
On a ces mêmes grands places (?), ces grands hommes qui nous ont marqués au fer
Depuis Salazar le marquis de Pombal jusqu'à nos terribles grand-pères
Cheira bem, já tem sol, Cheira a lua, cheira a Lisboa
Cheira bem, já tem sol, Cheira a lua, cheira a Lisboa
Perdue entre la mer et les montagnes mentholées de Sintra
Toi tu te repères avec un nuage d'alegria
Ta seule ligne de conduite est de suivre le vent et peu importe
Des marées où tout passe, orage, tourment, pourvu qu'il t'emporte padapadapada
Tu t'es rebâties après un séisme pire que l'enfer
Plus belle, plus rayonnante
Tu nous éclabousses de lumière
Et ça me rassure de savoir que même quand nous ne serons plus là
Même juste dans l'air encore, on te sentira padapadapada