RiDeRs On ThE StOrm

Acordar cedo, muito cedo, num Domingo, depois de um concerto lindo, de uma noite linda. Acordar com energia, feliz, muito, e continuar a ouvir DOORS.
Hoje sei, APENAS, que já não sabia o era estar feliz, por mim, por alguém, porque sim!!
Acordar com vontade. Tomar o pequeno almoço - na cama

"I'm a spy in the house of love.
I know the dream that you're dreaming of.
I know the word that you long to hear.
I know your deepest secret fear.
I'm a spy in the house of love.
I know the dream that you're dreaming of.
I know the word that you long to hear.
I know your deepest secret fear.
I know everything (...)" la la la

Acordar! Tomar banho, cantar e ouvir DOORS. Apanhar um eléctrico e quem sabe ir, finalmente, à feira da ladra.

"Well, the clock says its time to close now
I guess Id better go now
Id really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
Street lights share their hollow glow
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go
Still one place to go
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and Ill wander baby
Stumblin in the neon groves
Well, your fingers weave quick minarets
Speak in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and Ill wander baby
Stumblin in the neon groves
Well the clock says its time to close now
I know I have to go now
I really want to stay here
All night, all night, all night"