Enquanto isso, na minha jukebox mental...

É linda. E vale a pena ser ouvida, acreditem. Eu adoro o backing vocal "gentê, quero um lance meio brega" na hora de "am I strong enough to be the one". Acho sensacional! Além disso, todo mundo tem suas razões pra contar os dias, ainda que sim, eles sejam todos numerados e o tempo passe como sempre passou. Eu sei das minhas razões para fazer minhas contagens regressivas longas e insanas, assim como sei que o mais importante, e já faz um tempo, é manter os pés no chão. Mas sonhar um pouco é sempre bom... E ao som dessa música fica ainda melhor.

Why do I keep counting?
(The Killers)

There's a plane and I am flying
There's a mountain waiting for me
Oh these years have been so trying
I don't know if I can use them
Am I strong enough
To be the one
Will I live to have some children

Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
If I only knew the answer
I wouldn't be bothering you

Father
Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
If I only knew the answer
And if all our days are numbered
Then why do I keep counting

My sugar sweet
Is so atainable
This behaviour so unexplainable
The days just slip and slide
Like they always did
The trouble is my head
Won't let me forget
I took one last good look around
So many unusual sounds
I gotta get my feet on the ground

Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
If I only knew the answer
I wouldn't be bothering you

Father
Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
Help me get down
I can make it
Help me get down
If I only knew the answer
And if all our days are numbered

Would you help me get down
If I only knew the answer
If I change my way of living
And If I pave my streets with good times
Will the mountain keep on giving
And if all of our days are numbered
Then why do I keep counting