When I feel this way
I am fifteen again
Starting all over again
I'll catch myself smiling

Your love today
Feed me tomorrow
Behold the man
Who catches himself crying

Living and not learning
Here is the man, this is me
That says safe
That says mature

Your love today
Feed me tomorrow
Behold the man
Who catches himself crying

Living and not learning
Here is the man, this is me
That says safe
That says mature

Your love today
Feed me tomorrow
Behold the man
Who catches himself crying

This is very sweet and heartfelt.

A little like The Kinks.

Track 8 - Nas Ruas.

It's growing on me this.

Kinda psych-rock.

A bit like The Turtles/Flo & Eddie.

I feel good on the streets
I feel good on the streets
I put on my cloak and everything is fine
And everything is fine

I see people not so well dressed
They could be much better
I see brainless people
They became the mass devoured by someone
Unprincipled and very smart

I feel good on the streets
I feel good on the streets
I put on my cloak and everything is fine
And everything is fine
I see people not so well dressed
They could be much better

I see brainless people
They became the mass devoured by someone
Unprincipled and very smart

Many see a man with a dollar sign
Many see a man with a dollar sign
Forgot their heartbeat

Many see a man with a dollar sign

I feel good on the streets
I feel good on the streets
I put on my cloak and everything is fine
And everything is fine
I see people not so well dressed
They could be much better

I see brainless people
They became the mass devoured by someone
Unprincipled and very smart

Hints of Is Vic There?

Still occasionally lurching into Jam territory.

Track 9 - Gritos Na Multidão.

The Jam are back.

You know, it's been a long time, it's been
Make me a while, make it, I'm wanting more
I need to go, I had a coke
Do not you worry anymore
I do not disturb anymore
I already said goodbye to mom
I already said goodbye to dad

I'm unemployed, I'm out of control
Hunger makes me sick, I'm feeling sick
But I will enter the fight, or else fall on the street
I already see the pollution
It's already getting close
This is the heart of the smart machine

And here I am then, I'm not alone
It's over a million, nobody else thinks, brother
There is confusion

Screaming in the crowd
It's the end of the convention
Screams from the crowd
Poor you, brother

Prog-jazz chords!

Lots of use of use of the word "corazon".

Live?

Last track - Pobre Paulista.

Live.

A Paulista is someone from Sao Paulo BTW.

Yes, I guess they are better live.