23 Mar Throw It All Up In The Air Throw it all up in the air and see how everything falls down. It's very windy today. The doves are cooing, as usual. A staple sound of Austin. The birds sing and the siren screams. Saturday morning in the midst of SXSW. The colors outside are reserved. Green, gray and cream. The chimes tell us of tales not ever told. We daydream listening to its words of wisdom. Whispers from a past long ago. Sim querido vento me conta as suas histórias e aventuras. Quantas folhas te passaram. Quantos pássaros
Throw it all up in the air and see how everything falls down. It's very windy today. The doves are cooing, as usual. A staple sound of Austin. The birds sing and the siren screams. Saturday morning in the midst of SXSW. The colors outside are reserved. Green, gray and cream. The chimes tell us of tales not ever told. We daydream listening to its words of wisdom. Whispers from a past long ago. Sim querido vento me conta as suas histórias e aventuras. Quantas folhas te passaram. Quantos pássaros
