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De queda em queda, caiu naquele quarto de hotel de onde não pensava conseguir mais sair. Havia uma tempestade lá fora e aquelas paredes pareciam-lhe seguras, confortáveis. Enquanto limpava a cabeça molhada depois de ter escapado por pouco ao dilúvio que se abatera sobre Split desviou o olhar daquela janela, onde ainda rodava o repetitivo filme do céu relampejante, e na cama respirava-se. Havia um par de lençóis quentes, um corpo, uma visão solarenga contrastante com a, agora, distante cidade croata. Havia a certeza que não voltaria a sair daquele quarto onde a tempestade dos corpos abafaria a trevoada balcânica e pediria a eternidade. As tempestades tinham agora dois epicentros e Split deixaria de ser um mero postal ilustrado. (Oldmirror)

I have come 500 miles just to see a halo
Come from st. Petersburg, Scarlett and me
Well I open my eyes, I was blind as can be
When you give a man luck, he must fall in the sea
And she wants you to steal and get caught
For she loves you for all that you are not
When you're falling down, falling down
When you're falling down, falling down, falling down
You forget all the roses, don't come around on sunday
She's not gonna choose you for standing so tall
Go on and take a swig of that poison and like it
And don't ask for silverware, don't ask for nothing
Go on and put your ear to the ground
You know you will be hearing that sound......falling down.
You're falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down, falling down
When you're falling down, falling down, falling down
Go on down and see that wrecking ball come swinging on along
Everyone knew that hotel was a goner
They broke all the windows, they took all the door knobs
And they hauled it away in a couple of days
Now someone yell timber and take off your hat
It's a lot smaller down here on the ground
You're falling down, falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down, falling down
Someone's falling down, falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down, falling down
- Tom Waits