2: SONG: EVEN FLOW (PEARL JAM)

Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again

Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah

Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah

Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah

 

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies

Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away

Someday yet, he'll begin his life again

Life again, life again...

 

Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah

Prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything

Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way, yeah

Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah

 

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies

Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away

Someday yet, he'll begin his life again

Whispering hands, gently lead him away

Him away, him away...

Yeah!

Woo...

Ah yeah...

Fuck it up...

 

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies

Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away

Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah

Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away

Him away, him away...

Yeah!

Woo...

Uh huh...

 

Yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...

 

 

2: ( Corrente Uniforme / Even Flow )

Congelando...descansando sua cabe�a em um travesseiro feito de concreto, outra vez

Sentindo...talvez ele ver� dias um pouco melhores

Esmola...rostos que ele v� repetidamente n�o s�o familiares

Sorriso escuro...ele n�o consegue evitar, quando est� feliz parece louco

 

Corrente uniforme, os pensamentos chegam como borboletas

Ele n�o sabe, ent�o ele os afugenta

Ainda algum dia ele come�ar� sua vida novamente

 

Ajoelhando-se...olhando o papel que n�o sabe ler

Rezando...para algo que nunca mostrou nada a ele

Sentindo...entende o clima dos invernos a sua maneira

Tetos...poucos e longe, entre todos os sagu�es legais da vergonha

 

Corrente uniforme, os pensamentos chegam como borboletas

Ele n�o sabe, ent�o ele os afugenta

Ainda algum dia ele come�ar� sua vida novamente

M�os sussurrantes, conduzem-no suavemente

 

 

Pearl Jam