Sunday, July 02, 2006

Sad Mix from my favourite songs (I'm feelin' like this)

Se acabó he llegado al límite de mi ciega devoción se tiñen mis días de fatal melancolía it's so very cold outside like the way i'm feeling inside stop pretending i can´t do this alone i will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart and tear it apart for...(blank) living a life that i can't leave behind there's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set me free but that's the way that it goes and it's what nobody knows and every day my confusion grows i feel fine i feel good why can't be me like i was yesterday maybe i wasn't yesterday i lost myself i lost myself you can‘t see how because i am just a cloud…a cloud en mi ventana veo brillar cierro los ojos quiero soñar con un dulce porvenir la alegría de la juventud no quiero noches gira gira carrusel tus ruedas de cristal quiero bailar quiero sentirme hermoso quiero sentirme bien y nada volvió a ser como antes mira la esencia no las apariencias alma aprisionada but if i didn't say it well i still have felt it where's the sense in that? i let it pass and hold my tongue i haven't really ever found a place that i could call home well i deserve nothing more than i get live more simply i have no idea what's happened to that dream it's just a thought only a thought well how can i say i'm alive? precious things get damaged things get broken if God has a master plan that only he understands i hope it's my eyes He's seeing through busco perdido entre sueños mis estrellas no responden dejando arena en el silencio y no hago más que rebuscar paisajes conocidos en lugares tan extraños que no puedo dar con ... (blank) ou sont tes heros aux corps d'athletes ou sont tes idoles mal raseés bien habilleés por qué todo es tan difícil nobody said it was easy nobody said it would be this hard it wouldn't be this hard where's the one who was promised for me and me for her/him rows of houses all bearing down on me i can feel their blue hands touching me all these things into position all these things are one to swallow whole and fade out again and fade out again Dios la esperanza se va y cuando las cosas sucedan ya será tarde we were made in a broken home we couldn't get right from wrong the streets are all covered in tears our secrets are made of fears Dios será tarde les surprises semblent alléger ma solitude comme un bébé de chercher le fil d'or there's more to life than this how i could be so immature? no lo ves? i'm a fountain of blood in the shape of a boy hypnotized by the whirl please make me feel real i feel like a killer whale trapped in a bay today my phone is off the hook all is full of love? tarde muy tarde 3 years where's the line i tried to flexible desired constellation all i wanted was to proof that the impossible really exists the unknown dangerous so wounded i came back acaso no merezco algo i miss you but i haven't met you yet 107 steps an echo a stain in a secret contact on the surface simplicity esperaré a que me cures ya nada quiero hacer pero no esperes el arco de mis labios porque no lo habrá excuse me but i have just to explode explode this life of me maybe i'll be brand new tomorrow
possibly maybe...
maybe...

Ps1: Foto por Caroline Moore
Ps2: Sorry kid, but i can't continue like this. It's better to burn it all now, so i can start all over again. Like always, looking with a void view, cheeks becoming moist. From the ashtray. I hope so. I guess so.

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