céu em chamas... chama! ... o coração sangra...

"Mary Jo, living alone Drinking tea, on her own She wants...I don't know what you want Mary Jo, living alone Drinking gin the telly's on She Want's The night to follow day and back again She doesn't want to sleep Well who could blame her if she wants? The night to follow day and back again She doesn't want to sleepWell who could blame her, if she sleeps? Well who could blame her, if she sleeps? Well who could blame her, if she's sleeping? Mary Jo, back with yourself For company, keep telling yourself you're young It'll happen soon Mary Jo, no one can see What you've been through Now you've got love to burn It's someone else's turn to go through Hell Now you can see them come from fifty yards Yeah you can tellIt's someone else's turn to take a fall And now you are the one who's strong enough to help them The one who's strong enough to help them The one who's strong enough to help them all Mary Jo, you're looking thin You're reading a book, "The State I Am In" But oh, it doesn't help at allWhat you want is a cigarette And a thespian with a caravanette in Hull your life is never dull in your dreams A pity that it never seems to work the way you see it Your Life is never dull in your head A sorry tale of action and the men you left for Women, and the men you left for Intrigue, and the men you left for dead" belle & sebastian

... e nasce Mary Jo... num céu em chamas... que chama ela pra viver.

belle and sebastian