February 27th, 2019


the place where lost things go

Como apenas vi a cerimónia dos Oscar's em diferido e dois dias depois, e não vi nenhum nos filmes candidatos (mentira, vi um), a coisa não me despertou grande entusiasmo.

O meu momento preferido foi este. A Divine Miss M!

Pôs-me lágrimas nos olhos, a letra é linda e comovente, principalmente para quem já teve perdas sérias na vida. Sobretudo quando cantou "Maybe all you're missing lives inside of you".

Do you ever lie
Awake at night?
Just between the dark
And the morning light
Searching for the things
You used to know
Looking for the place
Where the lost things go

Do you ever dream
Or reminisce?
Wondering where to find
What you truly miss
Well maybe all those things
That you love so
Are waiting in the place
Where the lost things go

Memories you've shared
Gone for good you feared
They're all around you still
Though they've disappeared
Nothing's really left
Or lost without a trace
Nothing's gone forever
Only out of place

So maybe now the dish
And my best spoon
Are playing hide and seek
Just behind the moon
Waiting there until
It's time to show
Spring is like that now
Far beneath the snow
Hiding in the place
Where the lost things go

Time to close your eyes
So sleep can come around
For when you dream you'll find
All that's lost is found
Maybe on the moon
Or maybe somewhere new
Maybe all you're missing lives inside of you

So when you need her touch
And loving gaze
Gone but not forgotten
Is the perfect phrase
Smiling from a star
That she makes glow
Trust she's always there
Watching as you grow
Find her in the place
Where the lost things go