Monday, May 19, 2008

...Change...


¿Do I need to change?

Necesito cambiar?, pero cambiar que...?
Acaso debo mover mi mundo y girar 350grados,
sacudir todo lo que hay en el,
cambiar las formas y colores,
introducir nuevos estilos,
cambiar el pape tapiz?

¡Neh!

"I rather stay in my crazy world, full of colours and melancholic songs "

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Pearl Jam - Given To Fly

He could’ve tuned in, tuned in
But he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles
He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knee

A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw
Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at him now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, power, oh

He's.. flying
Whole…
High.. wide, oh

He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless men, well, fuckers
He still stands

And he still gives his love, he just gives it away
The love he receives is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly

High.. flying
Oh, oh
High.. flying
Oh, oh
He’s…flying
Oh, oh

Sunday, May 18, 2008

...Hoy...


Hmm, hoy es uno de esos días donde me siento estancada, sip estancada simplemente no tengo q hacer nada, no puedo hacer nada, no quiero hacer nada.
Solo observar y esperar los resultados tan deseados, pero el escalofrío sigue dentro latente y cortándome de vez en vez el aliento, puedo sentir sus manos frías sobre las mías y su mirada profunda llena de preguntas y mi pecho se encoje, se cierra, mi respiración es mas lenta y dolorosa solo me siento bien sumida en el ensueño de lo irreal; y me hace tomar una bocanada de aire mas fuerte, preparándome para lo que viene...

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Portishead - Mysterons

Inside your pretending
Crimes have been swept aside
Somewhere where they can forget

Divine upper reaches
Still holding on
This ocean will not be grasped
All for nothing

Did you really want
Did you really want
Did you really want
Did you really want

[INSTRUMENTAL]

Refuse to surrender
Strung out until ripped apart
Who dares, dares to condemn
All for nothing

Did you really want
Did you really want
Did you really want
Did you really want