Hit Song Walking in the street Breath the only friend Strangers pass me by I'm moving, moving with the wind Inside me now, the gold The gold at rainbow's end Stranger to myself, a stranger Stranger till the end Behind the closed door The one we painted green To remind me of the perfect plan Wash my face in fields of green Take me to the stars for free Point me to the high wire call Wake me true and wake me all Walk me in the streets Take me, to a view on high To an empire state Tease, tease and bake me dry Swerve and turn on me Melt me, melt me to the wall Like an unspent fortune, I'm running Running with the call Behind the closed door The one we painted green To remind me of a perfect plan Wash my face In fields of green Take me to the stars for free Point me to the high wire call Wake me true and wake me all Peter Murphy
"Não sou nada. Nunca serei nada. Não posso querer ser nada. À parte isso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo."(...) por Álvaro de Campos em Tabacaria