Dos dias com gosto de passado e as Lonely Girls

São cada vez mais raros estes momentos.
Nos quais, em meio a plenitude, a moça fita o longe esperando por algo que não virá.
E tudo gira, em um carrossel de sentidos, mesclando o que completa, o que acende a vida, o que acalma o vento no porto, com o vazio naquele específico pedaço da alma.

E o eco que alcança este grito, ainda espera.

Stephanie stares at the posters on the wall
Tina sits and waits for a telephone call
Maxine mixes alcohol with polythene and paint
Sylvia stays in bed on her own
She can hear the cars outside
and wonders where they go
And if you call her answer phone
She'll get back to you one day

And lonely girls, lonely girls fill the world

Oh, Julia dreams while she's typing away
Jackie kills time while the company pays
Tracy still hears 808 ringing in her brain
Jane slaps paints on the walls of her home
Lydia sings when she thinks she's alone
Jean gets drunk and wonders home,
Through the car parks that need her change

Yeah, lonely girls, lonely girls fill the world

And they smile through the summer
And laugh in the rain
And sing through the winter
But never show the pain

Oh sometimes our lives are not what they seem
Sometimes things aren't like they are
in lifestyle magazines
We see what we want to see
In this miracle of clay

Well lonely girls, lonely girls fill the world

Suede - Lonely Girls