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3/02/2006

Standing on a rooftop trying to clear my mind

Lo veo todo desde arriba, pero no entiendo nada. Lo que unos dicen me parece justo, pero también me lo parece lo contrario. Hasta ahora no he hecho nada, pero también he esperado que algo pasara. ¿Ha llegado el momento de actuar?

Estoy aquí mirando hacia abajo. Hace buena noche, se está bien. Os observo a todos, a todos salvo a uno. Creo que voy a bajar, me voy a tomar una cerveza y voy a buscar un espejo.

Nos vemos allí.

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Blogger Marion Etta said...

Standing on a rooftop
Trying to clear my mind
I only came up to look
But now there's such a crowd

I don't feel that bad
Can't help but laugh
And they cry out
They say jump and I say how high?

I feel my body blowing
From every side to side
My mind can't help but knowing...
What it feels like to fly

I don't feel that bad
Can't help but laugh
But they cry out
They say jump and I say how high?
They say jump and I say I might

And they cry out
And they cry out

Say jump and I say I might
Say jump and I say I'll try
Say jump and I say I'll say goodbye
Say jump and I say how high

High, High, Fly, Fly

I'm just standing on the edge of
Something I should try to hide from
I don't know much but I know something
I need to try and find me a way
Try I always come out fighting
I don't feel I should deny me
Can't help knowing what is down there
Feels like I should fly now for them

I'm fascinated, mis-educated, It's reincarnation
Of my imagination
I'm far away, from here today
It's where I'll stay if I get my way
It's lying awake, that makes me sane
But it makes me sick but I can't change again


Y eso es lo que opino

marzo 08, 2006 2:47 p. m.  

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