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    10/23/2007

    OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT

     
     
    I love this song!
     
       
     
     
    - Time Is Running Out -

    I think I'm drowning
    asphyxiated
    I wanna break this spell
    that you've created

    you're something beautiful
    a contradiction
    I wanna play the game
    I want the friction

    you will be the death of me
    you will be the death of me

    bury it
    I won't let you bury it
    I won't let you smother it
    I won't let you murder it

    our time is running out
    our time is running out
    you can't push it underground
    you can't stop it screaming out

    I wanted freedom
    bound and restricted
    I tried to give you up
    but I'm addicted

    now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
    you'd never dream of
    breaking this fixation

    you will squeeze the life out of me

    bury it
    I won't let you bury it
    I won't let you smother it
    I won't let you murder it

    our time is running out
    our time is running out
    you can't push it underground
    you can't stop it screaming out
    how did it come to this?
    ooooohh

    you will suck the life out of me

    bury it
    I won't let you bury it
    I won't let you smother it
    I won't let you murder it

    our time is running out
    our time is running out
    you can't push it underground
    you can't stop it screaming out
    How did it come to this?
    ooooohh

     
    by MUSE
    3/22/2007

    I JUST WANT TO BE ME

     
    MAYONAISE
     
    Fool enough to almost be it
    Cool enough to not quite see it
    Doomed
    Pick your pockets full of sorrow
    And run away with me tomorrow
    June

    We'll try and ease the pain
    But somehow we'll feel the same
    Well, no one knows
    Where our secrets go

    I send a heart to all my dearies
    When your life is so, so dreary
    Dream
    Im rumored to the straight and narrow
    While the harlots of my perils
    Scream

    And I fail
    But when I can, I will
    Try to understand
    That when I can, I will

    Mother weep the years I'm missing
    All our time can't be given
    Back
    Shut my mouth and strike the demons
    That cursed you and your reasons
    Out of hand and out of season
    Out of love and out of feeling
    So bad

    When I can, I will
    Words defy the plan
    When I can, I will

    Fool enough to almost be it
    And cool enough to not quite see it
    And old enough to always feel this
    Always old, Ill always feel this

    No more promise no more sorrow
    No longer will I follow
    Can anybody hear me
    I just want to be me
    When I can, I will
    Try to understand
    That when I can, I will
     
      
    11/29/2006

    GRACIAS... TOTALES

     
    De música ligera
    (G. Cerati)

    Ella durmió
    Al calor de las masas
    Y yo desperté
    Queriendo soñarla
    Algún tiempo atrás
    Pensé en escribirle
    Que nunca sorteé
    Las trampas del amor

    De aquel amor
    De música ligera
    Nada nos libra
    Nada mas queda

    No le enviaré
    Cenizas de rosas
    Ni pienso evitar
    Un roce secreto

    De aquel amor
    de música ligera
    Nada nos libra
    Nada mas queda

    De aquel amor
    de música ligera
    Nada nos libra
    Nada más queda
    Nada más queda
    Nada más queda
    Nada más queda

      


    Porque me gusta, porque Cerati es un poeta, porque me apetece,
    porque Soda Stereo suena muy bien, porque Buenos Aires mola...
    Porque me da la gana...
    7/2/2006

    WISH YOU WERE HERE

    So, so you think you can tell heaven from hell,
    blue skies from pain.
    Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
    A smile from a veil?
    Do you think you can tell?

    Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
    Hot ashes for trees?
    Hot air for a cool breeze?
    Cold comfort for change?
    Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

    How I wish, how I wish you were here.
    We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
    Running over the same old ground.
    What have we found? The same old fears.
    Wish you were here.

     

    Escuchando Wish you were here - Pink Floyd