sábado, 1 de octubre de 2011

No matter where I go
These things will always find me
I can't just lose myself again
No matter what I say
These things will come between us
I can't just lose myself again
It's getting better
So hard to tell
What is the right next thing?
It's getting worse
Easy as hell
What is the right next thing?

Couldn't tell you
Couldn't tell you anyway
I will have to kill you

I missed my luck
I couldn't have missed
Too many chances up and down
The rain is gone but I am
Drowning
I missed my luck
I shouldn't miseed
I missed the right next thing

Could have told me
You will have to kill me
Could have told me anyway
I will never listen to you

I could have told you
what really happends
Not that it matters
Now you've forgotten
And if a get up from
this place of confusion
I wanna run straight into
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martes, 13 de septiembre de 2011

Es curioso
como el botón START
también te hace pausar,
y luego otra vez
comenzar pero no todo de nuevo
(alparecer,sóloeltiemposedetuvo,lodemássigueestandoahí)

jueves, 8 de septiembre de 2011

Estoy extrañando lugares
que nunca me pertenecieron.
Veo como las sombras
se convierten en tus pasos
y las hojas sin secar
se caen de los árboles.
El sol se vuelve
un punto de difuminación
infinita.
Melodias de luz
entre telarañas y cielo estrellado,
maldito agraciado
que se ausenta hoy.
Todavía no se
si sigue siendo dia
o aún es de noche.
El cuerpo se me desvanece
y no razono que tan malo
será esperar un día más.

miércoles, 7 de septiembre de 2011

And time is running out
Crawl into a weed
And the rains come down
And I'm still alone, alone, alone, alone

Lower me down, lower me down
Keeping me safe in the underground
letting me out, don't wanna go out
don't wana see your face cause I'll hear you shout
lower me down, lower me down
keeping me warm in the underground

miércoles, 31 de agosto de 2011

Between mistakes and new beginnings
This city swells up like a symphony
I disappear in those bodies of motion
And a comforting wave washes over me

I am a breeze in the still August air
And I can't believe that I'm still standing here
I am a ghost to everyone I know
A star stands still above

Picture yourself riding under the freeway
It's 3 in the morning in the sodium sky
Don't be alarmed, it's only a feeling
No one can see us tonight

I am a breeze in the still August air
And I drop my knees with all this beauty here
And I am a ghost to everyone I know
And it feels so free
But it's so cold
It's so cold

domingo, 7 de agosto de 2011

El azul del cielo a esta hora,
de lo que aún no es día
pero dejó ya de ser noche,
se ve perfecto para salir corriendo;
embriagadas una de la otra,
de la felicidad incontenible,
del frío, de las nubes,
de los árboles aún vestidos.
Simirasportuventana,aúndebepoderobservarselanievefrenteati.