The piercing radiant moon,
The storming of poor June,
All the life running through her hair,

Approaching guiding light,
Our shallow years in fright,
Dreams are made winding through my head,

Through my head,
Before you know, awake,

Your lives are open wide,
The V-chip gives them sight,
Of all the life running through her hair,

The spiders all in tune,
The evening of the moon,
Dreams are made winding through my head,

Through my head,
Before you know, awake!

Through my head, through my head.
Before you know,
Before you know I will be waiting, all awake,

Dreams are made winding through her hair,
Dreams are made winding through her hair.

Are you ready?!
This place inside my mind
a place I like to hide
You don’t know the chances
what if I should die?!
A place inside my brain
another kind of pain
You don’t know the chances
I’m so blind!
Blind.. blind..

Another place I’ll find
to escape the pain inside
You don’t know the chances
what if I should die?!
A place inside my brain
another kind of pain
You don’t know the chances
I’m so blind!

Deeper and deeper and deeper as I dream to
live a life that seems to be a lost reality
that can never find a way to reach
My inner selfesteem is low

How deep can I go in the ground that I lay
if I don’t find a way to
see through the gray that clouds my mind?!
This time I look to see what’s between the lines

I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..

I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..

I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going blind..
I can’t see, I can’t see, I’m going BLIND!!

I’m blind, I’m blind, I’m blind, I’m BLIND!!

Every morning I put it on.
I walk outside and I am gone.
And I don’t seem to mind anymore.
I can’t think what it was like before.
I wore it all the time.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

In the evening I take it off,
But there’s another one underneath,
And I can’t seem to find the bottom of the stack
I just might lose my mind and never get it back, but
At least I’ll get inside.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

At least I’ll get inside.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

There’s a feeling that I get sometimes.
It’s so small that it’s easy to hide.
It’s like a howling voice from the distant past.
It seems I’ve got no choice when it comes to this.
It’s building up inside.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

It’s building up inside.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Blue Man Group com Josh Haden

Três músicos mudos. Três que , na verdade, são trezentos. Mudos. Homens? Azuis…Homens-Azuis.
Sim, não são Et’s…são humanos (e por que um ET não seria, Spock?)
Aliás, quem disse que só o brasileiro é antropofágico?
Olha lá eles, os gringos, se saboreando com “nossos” batuques! E quem está cantando afinal? Alguém aí sabe quem é Josh Haden?

E olha lá…acordando, se perdendo, se misturando.
                 chegando em casa, se protegendo…máscara de ferro, como Tony Stark e seu coração de ferro. Homem-de-ferro. Homem de porta de banheiro.

Não que seja uma questão de perder as estribeiras, vocês sabem, já somos todos loucos neste mundo de loucos. E vocês sabem, numa terra de fugitivos, quem anda pra frente parece estar fugindo!

Pois um casaco impermeável com um furo no peito só pode resultar em muito, mas muito sangue. Você teria coragem de voltar a por sua máscara de ferro? Construiria um coração de ferro?
Sim, eu digo tudo isso como se eu fosse o cara mais foda do planeta, como se eu já tivesse sangrado e tirado todas as minhas máscaras! E daí?
Veja a diferença entre usar uma máscara de ferro antes e depois de sangrar.
Um coração como escudo e um outro como lança!