Jezebel....POST APÓCRIFO

A paixão.... o que é a paixão platônica senão a busca pela felicidade utópica? A gente sabe que elas só existem na imaginação, mas mesmo assim nos vislumbramos tanto com a beleza sedutora de imaginá-las que preferimos acabar cedendo e caindo nesse monte de sentimentos cheios e vazios ao mesmo tempo. Cheios de esperança e vazios da verdade.

Who's seen jezebel!
She was born to be the woman i would know
And hold like the breeze
Half as tight as both eyes closed

And who's seen jezebel?
She went walking where the cedars line the road
Her blouse on the ground
Where the dogs were hungry, roaming

Saying, "wait, we swear
We'll love you more and wholly
Jezebel, its we, we that you are for
Only"

Who's seen jezebel?
She was born to be the woman we could blame
Make me a beast half as brave
I'd be the same

And who'se seen jezebel?
She was gone before i ever got to say
"lay here my love
You're the only shape i pray to, jezebel"

Who's seen jezebel?
Will the mountian last as long as i can wait
Wait like the dawn
How it aches to meet the day

Who's seen jezebel?
She was certainly the spark for all i've done
The window was wide
She could see the dogs come running

Saying, "wait, we swear
We'll love you more and wholly
Jezebel, it's we, we that you are for
Only"