No iPod sábado: "Wish you were here" - Pink Floyd - rolou todo um momento "nossa, como é fácil se sentir tão longe de SP".
No iPod domingo: "More than words" - Extreme - rolou todo um momento adolescência.
No iPod hoje: "Cannonball" - Damien Rice - rolou todo um momento "dormir sorrindo c/ o final de L Word de ontem".

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little harder to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost, your weakness
Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer each day
That I can’t say what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love, taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love, taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon..

Stones taught me to fly
Love, taught me to cry
So come on courage, teach me to be shy

'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know