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não sei quanto a "vocês", mas eu quando tô fazendo alguma atividade bem mecânica, tipo, tomar banho, caminhar, lavar louça, fico viajando na maionese ...

tava pensando hoje sobre essa coisa de distância ...

de certa forma, sempre me acostumei com a distância de pessoas queridas. meu pai passou a maior parte da minha infância fora de casa, eu mesmo saí de casa muito cedo ... vir morar em curitiba me colocou 1200 km e algumas horas de estrada longe de casa duma maneira muito repentina.

quem vive assim à distância tem que se acostumar com a estrada, e não é segredo pra ninguém a fascinação que eu tenho pela estrada. vai ver é por isso que eu goste tanto de morar longe.

pra comemorar isso vou colocar aqui a letra de thunder road do bruce springsteen que é bem bacana e mostra um pouco disso de viver a estrada ...

The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside
darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me
You can hide `neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise from these streets
Well now I'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption I can offer, girl
Is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh oh come take my hand
Riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road
oh Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold
Thunder Road
Well I got this guitar
And I learned how to make it talk
And my car's out back
Se você estiver pronta para uma longa caminhada
>From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And I know you're lonely
For words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind, so Mary climb in
It's a town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win