Férias, férias, férias, Açores e metade do curso feito! Sim, começo a sentir a felicidade do alívio em grande parte e a negação em relação a um segundo semestre dentro de uma semana. Até lá, "entoxico-me" com os Everything Everything e esta Final Form. Ouvi-a na rádio da minha cozinha enquanto a minha mãe lavava a louça e sentei-me na bancada sem pensar muita coisa, mas com a noção de que estava num daqueles momentos em que tudo parou e existe a música e aquele espaço. E mais nada mesmo. E há muito tempo que uma música não me roubava a atenção assim.

What is that incessant humming? Coming from your manga maw?
Oh, you breathe twin towers, oh - you gave your powers up.

....and I can't teach you how to stop it, and you can't make me understand
Break, the withered habit, mmm - I need your rabid smile

Your home, (with the family wife and child and wife and)
Your head, (days in the cemetery come the calm the calm the)
Take form, (Time as your figure becomes the stone the stone your)

First body, Last body

I wish the summer was over us in bursts
We're in the middle of nothing we can hold
and the sewers erupting life in gold
I'm gonna happen and happen until my whole give up the ghost
I'm gonna renew my sinew until my cells divide no more

So lean me up and take a picture, I can't move my legs and arms
It's too much information, too - much to be thinking of

and each of us have separate houses, and each of us have separate souls
and some of us do nothing, some - some of us do nothing more

Your home, (sleep as your figure becomes the stone, the stone, the)
Your head, (time with the family, sleep the wheel, the tomb, the)
Take form, (dance with the atrophy cold and warm and warm your)

First body, Last body

I wish the cesspit would open like a bible
I wish the rotten would blossom with the tidal
and, I've never been able to divide us
I'm gonna wrestle and wrangle until my legs become unreal
I'm gonna stumble and scramble my way to lactic ecstasy

Yet while I can slumber, rest, move so slowly
It's creeping across his chest, like some cold weed
He's not as afraid as me, like some dancer.

I wish the cesspit would open like a bible
I wish the rotten would blossom with the tidal
and, I've never been able to divide us
I'm gonna wrestle and wrangle until my legs become unreal
I'm gonna stumble and scramble my way to lactic ecstasy

I wish the summer was over us in bursts
We're in the middle of nothing we can hold
and the sewers erupting life in gold
I'm gonna happen and happen until my whole give up the ghost
I'm gonna travel and travel until my cells divide no more

P.S. Sim, a letra é um bocado rebuscada mas, mesmo assim, vale a pena. Li em qualquer lado que foi feita para um amigo da banda que anda de cadeira de rodas por ter as pernas paralizadas. Rumour? I have no idea. É a magia da música podermos levá-la para onde nos apetecer.