"Logo notei que algum acidente havia acontecido outra vez. Os pássaros são também muito sentimentais e logo um irmão voou para o seu lado relutante em aceitar a verdade".

"Uma terceira andorinha ainda se aproximou como tentando dizer-lhe que a verdade não poderia ser mudada... Mas a outra, gritou dolorosamente, exijindo que fossem deixadas a sós ... parecia querer acreditar que nada tinha acontecido ali".

"Um outro grande caminhão passou e o movimento do ar fez com que a andorinha inerte rolasse sobre o piso. A andorinha irmã voou imediatamente pra trás crendo ser aquele um movimento de recuperação, uma manifestação de vida..."

"Não vendo nenhuma outra reação, ela começou a chacoalhar o irmão inerte: "... Hei acorda ... acorda..."

"Infelizmente ele não mais podia responder... Ela ainda tentou confortá-lo, abrigá-lo sobre suas asas".

"Entretanto, já era demasiado tarde... Mas ela ainda, vibrou as asas, repetidas vezes..."

"A inerte andorinha já não podia mais responder ..."

"Um outro carro... a andorinha voou, mas imediatamente voltou logo que ele passou..."

"Mesmo que as outras andorinhas lhe dissessem que seus esforços eram em vão, ela ainda tinha esperança que seu irmão se levantasse outra vez".

"Um outro caminhão passou e o corpo moveu um bocado... Novamente a irmã tentou levantá-lo usando de toda a força que tinha".

"E quando notou que não podia carregá-lo, gritou: Porquê você não se levanta?"

"Eu não podia mais continuar a fotografar. Eu estava muito chateado e compadecido com aquela situação. Até pensei em levar a andorinha morta para um arbusto próximo, mas minha interferência em pouco adiantaria. Só posso dizer que a andorinha pairou perdida no céu e gritou diversas vezes, até que finalmente se afastou como que aceitando a verdade".

Fonte: IMDB

The Good People of Everywhere [mp3]
by Her Space Holiday

When they pulled in the center of town
with eager eyes the children gathered and bowed
And when the truck stopped from its clumsy crawl
Out stepped a man with boxes under his arms
He yelled out "Friends, here inside of my hand
is the solution to life's bitter end"
"How does it work?", someone yelled from the back
"Well, my child, I'm so glad that you asked"

"You give one of these to your folks as they sleep
and when the morning comes, then the job has
been done and you can face the brand new
day and call yourselves by different names, you
can write your history and fill the books with
what you please."

"There doesn't have to be a war, there won't be
any kids who starve, no one will ever lay a hand
on anyone who's half their size, everyone will
love their home, no matter what street they live
on, you can work on what you want, or dance
until your legs go numb."

For the first time in their short lives
they were equal in their hearts and their minds
But slowly yours needed to become mine
and those who talk most started creating sides
And when they pulled in the center of town
with shameful eyes, the children scattered about,
He yelled out "Friends, here inside of my hand
is the solution to the mess that you're in"

"You take two of these before you go to sleep
and when the morning comes your mistake will
be done, you re-enacted yesterday and called
yourself by family names, you repeated history
word for word from books on greed, so now it's
time to end this war before you kids completely
starve, take your hands off the throats of
everyone who's half your size, all of you have
burned your homes no matter what street you
lived on, you have worked on wickedness, so
now it's time to right this wrong"

Title and Registration [mp3]
by Death Cab for Cutie

The glove compartment is inaccurately named
And everybody knows it
So I'm proposing a swift orderly change

'Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all I find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your tail lights fading east
To find yourself a better life.

I was searching for some legal document
As the rain beat down on the hood
When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head
'Cause it's too important
To stay the way it's been

But there's no blame for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night

    
Produto da falta do que fazer no trabalho

Triumphant [mp3]
by Röyksopp