Trees, Houses and Cars

Demorou quase um mês a ser escrita. A inspiração para esta letra surgiu quando estava sentado, por lá a ouvir Coldplay ou Placebo, em plena central de camionagem à espera do autocarro para ir a S. João da Madeira, talvez ao Centro de (Des)emprego. Ainda vejo aquela publicidade ultrapassada à recriação histórica com a imagem da Rainha (que nunca o foi) Santa (que nunca o foi) Mafalda, beata Mafalda para os amigos, aquelas árvores com folhas bem verdes, as mulheres e os carros a passarem de quando em vez…

Trees are high
Higher than the sun
When you feel too small
Or when you fall into the ground
But they’re only trees

Houses are big
Bigger than you
When you feel too closed
Or when you don’t know what to do
But they’re only houses

Cars are powerful
More powerful than horses
When you loose your faith
Or when you listen lying voices
But they’re just cars

Trees, houses, cars
Are not so important
If you have to suffer
Even if only for a moment

You will wish don’t exist
Until the bad has his end
But when you go back to the start
You do the same mistakes again
When you go back to the start
You do the same mistakes again
When you go back to the start
You do the same mistakes again

A terminar é de notar a grande influência das palavras dos Coldplay “I’m going back to the start” e “we never learn, do we?”. Marta, “we never change!”.

(23-06-2008)