slack month

slacker living! do album de companhia nas últimas semanas. da banda de preferência do toca discos nos dias de fúria:

Another day of nothing
for the man who couldn't rage.
He was filled with self-denial.
He was empty as a page.
Soul clenched tight like a fist
only waving at the sky.
Lightning fury in his chest
only sounding like a sigh.
Double-blazing shotgun blast
shooting blankly from his eyes.

And he wandered at night. And he wandered all day.
And he wondered at things he couldn't change.
But every second he breathed, even fast asleep,
he was always the man who couldn't rage.

So he thought about his life
as he stumbled through the town.
But the more he could remember
the more it let him down.
Turning inward with his eyes
a shadow play unwinds.
Falling half way to his knees
cities burning in his mind.
No one sees what he sees
as if everyone was blind.

And he wandered at night. And he wandered all day.
And he wondered why things just couldn't change.
But every breath of his life, even fast asleep,
he would still be the man who couldn't rage.

The Man Who Couldn't Rage - Slacks
lyrics by Bile Greene