"...Yeah, love it is our home"

Mais uma musiquinha pra nossa coleção de disco interminável.

Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros - That's what's up"

I'll be the church, you be the steeple.

You be the king, I'll be the people.
While I was feeling such a mess, I thought you'd leave me behind.
While I was being such a wreck, I thought you'd treat me unkind.

But you helped me change my mind.
I'll be the sun, you be the shining.
You be the clock, I'll be the timing.
While I was feeling such a mess, I thought you'd leave me behind.

While I was feeling so upset, I thought the sun never shine.
Then I found forever
Hey! hey! love!
We've been best friends forever darling.
That's' what's up!

Forever!
No matter what!
You've got my love to lean on darling.
That's what's up!
You've got my love to lean on darling.
No matter what!

You be the book, I'll be the binding.
You be the words, I'll be the rhyming.
While I was feeling such a wreck, I thought of losing my mind.
While I was feeling such a mess, I thought the sun never shine.

You be the bird, I'll be the feather.
We'll be the best of friends forever.
While I was feeling such a mess I thought you'd leave me behind.
When I was feeling such a wreck, I thought you'd treat me unkind.
Then I found

Forever! and always!
You've got my love to lean on darling.
All the days!
Forever!
Come with me!
You've got my love to lean on darling.
All the days!

You've got my love to lean on darling.
All the days
All of our days
Yeah...
Love is a shelter.
Love is a cause.
Love goes on forever.
Yeah, love will leads us all.
Love! it is our honor.
Love! it is our all.
Love goes on forever.
Yeah, love it is our home.

Oh yeah!
Yeah! that's what's up!
Oh yeah!
That's what's up!
Yeah that's what's up

Bom dia, ao som de Placebo e The Killers.

O dia está chuvoso e eu adoro dias assim. Acordei com essas duas músicas, e sigo agora para atribuição de classe para o ano de 2013. Esse ano tive a melhor turma de todos os tempos, meu coração já está apertadinho por deixá-los crescer e seguir para o 6°ano.
Ahh, mas a vida de professora é assim, alunos vindo e indo.

Bem, que Deus prepare a classe que mais precisar de mim.

;)  e segue o som!

Desconhecida de mim.

Sou por mim a pessoa mais desconhecida.
Tomo rumos, assumo caminhos, anseio o futuro, desejo, desejo e desejo.
E então paro e me pergunto:
Será? Por quê? Eu quero isso mesmo?
Sou certa? Lúcida? Decidida?
Desconhecida. Botou o sonho pra dormir e ao partir no sono diário e comum, conta os segundos numa narrativa descrita do que seria "se", do que será "se"...
Tortura...as horas, o tempo, os lamentos do que passou. O medo sempre tão certo do seu lugar: aqui. Bem aqui. Dentro desse desconhecido lugar que abriga essa que todos chamam "você". Eu? Certeza?
É, talvez não seja tão desconhecido assim. Conheço o medo. Os defeitos. As feridas. Os fantasmas. Os sonhos de menina (que agora dormem?) Os desamores. As raivas.
O amor.
Mas de mim...
De mim...
Desconheço.

Feriado e final de semana.