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pregúntame en qué mundo vivo
y te abriré los párpados a trescientosesentagrados,
y si esperas un sonido cierra los ojos para poder verlo
y te abriré los párpados a trescientosesentagrados,
y si esperas un sonido cierra los ojos para poder verlo
DANCING WITH MYSELF...PROBABLY WITH ANOTHER INTENTIONS...
Cuando una persona calla puede deberse a dos cosas:
que realmente no tenga nada que decir...o que REALMENTE no tenga nadie a quien decirselo.
Cuando una persona calla probablemente no tiene la cabeza vacía, de hecho eso no pasa nunca.
Cuando una persona calla, seguramente tenga algo en la cabeza mucho mas interesante que todo aquello que la rodea...
Hay dias en los que el pasado golpea con más fuerza que otros,
hay dias, y dias,
hay días en los que un sonido puede descolocar un mundo entero,
y los hay que solo deseamos refugiarnos en nuestra memoria.
hay dias, y dias,
hay días en los que un sonido puede descolocar un mundo entero,
y los hay que solo deseamos refugiarnos en nuestra memoria.
NO ENTIENDO....
...porqué todos los pseudopoetas que conozco alaban el vino y el verbo que lo baila.
TRIVIALIDADES CÍCLICAS
Too blind to know your best.
Hurrying through the forks without regrets.
Different now, every step feels like a mile.
All the lights seem to flash and pass you by.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Don't know which way to turn.
Every trifle becoming big concerns.
All this time you were chasing dreams,
without knowing what you wanted them to mean.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Who cares in a hundred years from now.
All the small steps, all your shitty clouds.
Who cares in a hundred years from now.
Who'll remember all the players.
Who'll remember all the clowns.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
So what does this really mean.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Cycling trivialities.
Cycling trivialities
Hurrying through the forks without regrets.
Different now, every step feels like a mile.
All the lights seem to flash and pass you by.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Don't know which way to turn.
Every trifle becoming big concerns.
All this time you were chasing dreams,
without knowing what you wanted them to mean.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Who cares in a hundred years from now.
All the small steps, all your shitty clouds.
Who cares in a hundred years from now.
Who'll remember all the players.
Who'll remember all the clowns.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
So what does this really mean.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Cycling trivialities.
Cycling trivialities
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