uma canção da minha vida é a do barco estranho de mr. cave – talvez por transportar más sementes… na verdade, devo confessar que estes navios que podes velejar em torno de mim enquanto queimas as tuas pontes são-me particularmente perturbadores, sabes?, até por sentir que mesmo que te removesse as asas nunca deixarias de voar.

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down.
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around.

We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground.
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything comes tumbling down.

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.

Your face has fallen sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly.

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down.
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around.

(bónus: a canção do barco ao vivo)