I'll be There For You

So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year
but..

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast
So far... things are goin' great

Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
Oh but she didn't tell you when the world has brought
You down to your knees that...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...


The Rembrandts

Orquídea

Sem palavras...

sem gestos, sem sentimentos,

apenas existir...

por vezes gostava de ser uma flor,

não ter que decidir,

ou ser responsável por quem sou...

pelo meu caminho.

Sentido(s)

Estou sentada na cadeira de realizadora, uma luminosidade difusa aquece a sala de visionamento, de súbito, feixes de luz em movimento rasgam o ar por cima da minha cabeça e iluminam a tela branca à minha frente.

Numa paisagem urbana surgem os personagens que dão vida à história, um filme ainda por editar onde cenas a vermelho sépia, outras a preto e branco, marcam a distância temporal que nos separa da actualidade enquanto o mutismo dos personagens empresta uma comicidade trágica ao enredo, relembrando-me os filmes de Chaplin que devorava em criança…

Procuro encontrar um sentido, uma coerência interna...