"... no fundo há sempre um chão que nos ampara mesmo quando parece não haver nada para nos suportar."
Yesterday, today, tomorrow Fade away like frozen photographs. Remember, forget The stakes, the ways you take, The ways you make the moments pass. For every regret, I tell a beautiful lie. And I would die if you find out. I tell a beautiful lie every time that I did not open up my mouth. All the same, it’s a game, it’s a play, it’s a war, it’s a shame that we’re always fighting for. I don’t mean to cast no blame, I don’t intend to pretend, I could, never loved you more.
But in the blink of an eye, everything you ever knew can change And it’s a beautiful lie if you think everything will always stay the same.