... that's not the shape of my heart...

And, if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one

For those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And, those who fear are lost

...o meu sr Ferrão no seu melhor, para me animar numa noite meio nostálgica, com o lume a arder na lareira... e pouca vontade de ler um trabalho, mas tem de ser (a droga, nova, do final do dia...)