glasshousechildren

[glasshousechildren]

beautiful babe

[glasshousechildren]

[glasshousechildren]

It was a rainy tuesday

When I knew that this was your last day

A text message saying you were gone

Now your face will rest in my mind so long

Tell me if you’re all alone

Tell me please if you can be back home

I bet it will be all quiet in the years to come

And I’m afraid none of them will move on

With hope we can laugh drunk in the night

But the truth will rise with the sunlight

Your house with nothing but old photographs

I’m tired to remember

All of it

[glasshousechildren]

[glasshousechildren]

[glasshousechildren]

Take the kid out of his glasshouse

Show to him how to waste your life

Let him rot in the sun 8 hours a day

Explain sounds to a desert flower

Take a seat at the table

Praise the cornucopia

Listen to the mother

All yours, Musidora

[glasshousechildren]

[glasshousechildren]

heat, 1995

[glasshousechildren]

Mommy never asks

Mommy never tell 

How could she?

The beloved son, the favorite son

You know, I Know 

Are you disappointed or afraid?

Your children won’t have children 

Is this your end? 

Is this the reason why you pray?

The final years passing by 

Take my heart when you go 

I’ll live the rest of my days without love

[glasshousechildren]

Não tive pressa em aceitar o fracasso

Enganei-me por muito tempo

Mas que tempo bom! uma inocência forjada

Uma trama magistral.

Confeccionei com meus próprios dedos

Tão minuciosa e duradoura que a armadilha foi certeira

Caí como uma mosca que pousa em uma dioneia

Mas diferente do pequeno inseto que mal sabe o destino que o espera

Sempre soube qual fim isso me traria

E se deus também anteviu o destino de sua criação

Então somos mais próximos do que jamais pensei

Afinal, qual foi o meu temido fim?

O que causaria tamanha decepção?

Foi acreditar que a fuga duraria toda uma vida

Que a inocência sempre venceria o cansaço

E que a trama era intrincada.

[glasshousechildren]

amour, 2012

[glasshousechildren]

marinheiro das montanhas, 2021

[glasshousechildren]

[glasshousechildren]

I asked how you feel today

Maybe your message got lost in the way

Walking down the street to your house

Knowing there’s only your mother in there

Do you remember when we hided treasures

And explore the greatness of your yard

But the world got to small for both of us 

Saturdays still hurts me

When we used to came from catechism

Right to my home and play videogames

Is it playing in your memory?

Maybe you went too far and there’s no coming back

Remember when hours used to pass by without us notice?

And now only gets longer and longer

We both became men with different desires

But if all of this is dying, can i show you what you asked of me?

Do you still want me?

Or can I already call you a stranger?

[glasshousechildren]

succession, 2018-2023

[glasshousechildren]

Oh be the boy,

Whose weight allows to float in my bed

Searching for my hand but I’m going nowhere

Maybe you want to show me the path

Black hair covering my chest

I swear it’s much more than I asked

[glasshousechildren]

river of grass, 1994