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Estranho escrever palavras novas depois de tanto tempo sem notícias num jornal em branco. Estranho tanto que, se eu paro para pensar, nenhuma palavra me parece suficientemente nova. Para tanto e, portanto, resolvo copiar palavras prontas e unidas de forma complexa para dizer, por mim, o que há em mim, nesse jornal sem letras que, quanto mais branco, mais me enche os olhos de visões em cores.
E, de maneira mais simplória, me rendo às palavras simples: eu voltei.


She's got it all figured out
She knows what everything's about
And when anybody doubts her,
Or sings songs without her
She's just so mmm

She knows the world is just her stage
And so she'll never misbehave
She gives thanks for what they gave her
Man, they practically made her
Into a mmm

She's the one that stumbles when she talks about
The seven foreign films that she's checked out
Such a fortunate fool
She's just too good to be true
She's such a fortunate fool
She's just so mmm

She's got it all figured out
She knows what everything's about
And when anybody doubts her
Or sings songs about her
She's just so mmm

She's the one that stumbles when she talks about it
So maybe we shouldn't talk about
Such a fortunate fool
She's just too good to be true
She's such a fortunate fool
She's just so mmm

[Jack Johnson - Fortunate Fool]


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLR4g33W6R8