Lucas de Franca:
the tired moon
Lucas de Franca:
early mornings.
Lucas de Franca:
overgrown
Lucas de Franca:
heavy water
Lucas de Franca:
Suddenly I'm hit--
Lucas de Franca:
Still I'd rather be working at something, than praying for the rain.
Lucas de Franca:
grown ocean
Lucas de Franca:
there's a limit to your love. Like a waterfall in slow motion -- like a map with no ocean.
Lucas de Franca:
last light
Lucas de Franca:
Ipanema
Lucas de Franca:
false astronomy
Lucas de Franca:
I was searching for you... and there was nothing.
Lucas de Franca:
the sun
Lucas de Franca:
Lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy lazy Jane. She wants a drink of water, so she waits and waits and waits and waits and waits and waits for it to rain -- Silverstein
Lucas de Franca:
Taxi
Lucas de Franca:
ipanema sun
Lucas de Franca:
illumination
Lucas de Franca:
cloud
Lucas de Franca:
all the seasons have changed
Lucas de Franca:
rio
Lucas de Franca:
storm
Lucas de Franca:
light
Lucas de Franca:
feel
Lucas de Franca:
I surrender
Lucas de Franca:
we are the lucky ones
Lucas de Franca:
fade
Lucas de Franca:
green
