A essência da modernidade...

Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees

A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth

That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns

He used to do surgery
On girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

And it wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love

But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted



Está aí a essência da modernidade: a superficialidade. Um pote de plástico,
pra uma planta de mentira. E isso tudo pra fugir de si mesma.
E ser aquilo que os outros querem que ela seja. Algo mais real?
E isso a consome... E isso o consome... E isso me consome...


"Se eu pudesse ser, quem você quer... Sê-lo-ia... o tempo todo..."


=)



Thiago Luiz