{"id":1936,"date":"2016-06-20T19:08:36","date_gmt":"2016-06-20T19:08:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/?p=1936"},"modified":"2016-06-20T19:08:36","modified_gmt":"2016-06-20T19:08:36","slug":"changes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/2016\/06\/20\/changes\/","title":{"rendered":"Changes"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I still don’t know what I was waiting for
\nAnd my time was running wild
\nA million dead-end streets
\nAnd every time I thought I’d got it made
\nIt seemed the taste was not so sweet
\nSo I turned myself to face me
\nBut I’ve never caught a glimpse
\nOf how the others must see the faker
\nI’m much too fast to take that test<\/p>\n

Changes
\nTurn and face the strange
\nChanges
\nDon’t want to be a richer man
\nChanges
\nTurn and face the strange
\nChanges
\nJust gonna have to be a different man
\nTime may change me
\nBut I can’t trace time<\/p>\n

I watch the ripples change their size
\nBut never leave the stream
\nOf warm impermanence and
\nSo the days float through my eyes
\nBut still the days seem the same
\nAnd these children that you spit on
\nAs they try to change their worlds
\nAre immune to your consultations
\nThey’re quite aware of what they’re going through<\/p>\n

Changes
\nTurn and face the strange
\nChanges
\nDon’t tell them to grow up and out of it
\nChanges
\nTurn and face the strange
\nChanges
\nWhere’s your shame
\nYou’ve left us up to our necks in it
\nTime may change me
\nBut you can’t trace time<\/p>\n

Strange fascination, fascinating me
\nChanges are taking the pace
\nI’m going through<\/p>\n

Changes
\nTurn and face the strange
\nChanges
\nOh, look out you rock ‘n rollers
\nChanges
\nTurn and face the strange
\nChanges
\nPretty soon now you’re gonna get older
\nTime may change me
\nBut I can’t trace time
\nI said that time may change me
\nBut I can’t trace time<\/p>\n

— David Bowie<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I still don’t know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets And every time I thought I’d got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me But I’ve never caught a glimpse Of how the others must see … Continuar lendo Changes<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1936"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1937,"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936\/revisions\/1937"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1936"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1936"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tartamudo.antenor.com.br\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1936"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}