Head Over Feet

I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits!!
What took me so long?

I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now (I like to think I am!)
I am aware now

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Bizarre Love Triangle

Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through with a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good
I'm feeling like I never should
Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday?
I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say

Alanis Morissette - Ironic

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic... don't you think

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought??? it figures...

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic? don't you think?

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought??? it figures...

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful husband
And isn't it ironic? don't you think?
A little too ironic...and, yeah, I really do think...

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought??? it figures...

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

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05 de Fevereiro de 2009 - Alanis estará em BH no Chevrolet Hall

Miopia Progressiva

"... Pela primeira vez, ele, que era um ser votado à moderação, pela primeira vez sentiu-se atraído pelo imoderado: atração pelo extremo impossível. Numa palavra, pelo impossível. E pela primeira vez ele teve então amor pela paixão.

E foi como se a miopia passasse e ele visse claramente o mundo. O relance mais profundo e simples que teve da espécie de universo em que vivia e onde viveria. Não um relance de pensamento. Foi apenas como se ele tivesse tirado os óculos, e a miopia mesmo é que o fizesse enxergar. Talvez tenha sido a partir de então que pegou um hábito para o resto da vida: cada vez que a confusão aumentava e ele enxergava pouco, tirava os óculos sobre o pretexto de limpá-los e, sem óculos, fitava o interlocutor com uma fixidez reverberada de cego."

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O fragmento acima é parte de um conto de Clarice Lispector: Miopia Progressiva.

No conto o personagem principal, ao se sentir "atraído pelo imoderado" e sentir "amor pela paixão", passa a ter uma visão diferente do mundo a sua volta.
É como se, ao tirar os óculos que lhe permitiam ver cada detalhe das coisas e pessoas ao seu redor, ele se libertasse e passasse a enxergar, apesar de toda sua miopia, o que é supervisível aos olhos.

Há momentos em nossas vidas que é melhor ver com olhos míopes a enxergar uma realidade nítida e inventada.