Far Away .

                   

Wherever I stay
There’s a feeling of so far away
I got no home town
I never put roots down

I bet you feel safe
Keeping your life in a cage
While I take my chances
But always collapses

I really don’t know what it needs
To put my smile on
To turn the lights on
It always seems I’m falling down
They think I’m crazy
They think I’m crazy

There’s a child in me,
Still hiding behind the old tree
But aren’t we all hiding
‘Till the moment we’re dying
And maybe I’m free
But freedom just means that I’m lost
It feels like I’m driving
Without ever arriving

I really don’t know what it needs
To put my smile on
To turn the lights on
It always seems I’m falling down
They think I’m crazy
They think I’m crazy

Wherever I stay
There a feeling I’m so far away
I got no home town
I used to run so fast

Last try .

Solté los dedos, dejo que salga...

Se ama y se odia muy rápido, igual de fuerte. Es que un respiro te da lo uno, y una desepción lo otro, ambas son igual de abundantes...

Quiero no querer más, pero lo boto, no se puede... No sería nada, ni nadie sin estas cosas, aunque duelan, y parece que matan.

No veo el fin, mas si muchas posibilidades, y grandes probabilidades... pero eso no me detiene...

Quiero... pero la realidad me muestra que yo desencajo, y que mientras más necesito, más sola estoy .

Lástima tal vez, que siempre prefiera los sentimientos ...

Our Town .

                      

OK hey I'm going outside
You can put the plate back on the shelf
And it's cold though the snow isn't falling
The neighbor can speak for itself

And the cold hard look in your eyes
Is more than a line in the sand
When the truth gets hard to imagine
The hours get harder to stand

He's a seasick terminal passenger
Singing this song to himself
'Till the store bought soul on his skeleton
Sinks into somebody else

He's a see saw
Calm in the storm
A hurricane after the war
When he drinks all blood you can offer
He still wants more

Landing planes
And rumbling trains
Are shaking the ground in our town again

Thought it twice
And kicking the ice
I got  myself turned back around and singing
Everything's gonna be fine
I'm sure that we'll both be

OK hey I'm backing outside
Just put the plate back on the shelf
And it's cold though the snow isn't falling
The temperature speaks for itself

It's a moonlit reason to quit
And nobody answers the phone
But if there's still blood left in your body
I'll come back home