words for you
Las sencillas palabras que se me escapan continuamente...reflexiones, gustos, emociones y vivencias.
domingo 24 de abril de 2011
jueves 10 de febrero de 2011
Lay around
When I found this
My language in a way
I began to speak
And my soul was free
On a gust of inspiration
She was soaring over the walls built with shame
and self doubt, and a midnight curfew
A form I had not yet seen engulfed me...
I was standing on the deck
in the rain listening to jazz
Smoking a reefer cigarette
and I swear I swear
I didn't think of you once
But I thought maybe
Love is what you've been missing
Cause love is not what you've been giving
Maybe getting is all you've known till now
Or maybe you've forgotten how
He said "do you write for you or other people?"
I said "other people"
I said "I want them to see the beauty
that I can but just can not seem to touch,
which is only a metaphor for all of us."
I said "I think I'm trying to capture a moment
I think my whole life I've been trying
to capture that moment"
He said "one thing you can be sure of,
is that you never will"
I thought maybe
Love is what I've been missing
Cause love is not what I've been giving
Maybe getting is all I've known till now
Or maybe I never even learned how
"Lets try and keep things out
of the space that divides."
You said "the cracks between where we lie"
And we lie around so much,
we lie around, yes we lie around
We lie around, we just lay around the truth.
So much.
Until you are...
Getting, getting, getting, getting, going, gone!
You are...
Getting, getting, getting, getting, going, gone.
You are...
Getting, getting, getting, getting, going, gone.
You are...
For your love, for your love, for your love.
Cause I don't want to wait today for your love.
No, no, no, no.
I don't want to wait today for your love.
My language in a way
I began to speak
And my soul was free
On a gust of inspiration
She was soaring over the walls built with shame
and self doubt, and a midnight curfew
A form I had not yet seen engulfed me...
I was standing on the deck
in the rain listening to jazz
Smoking a reefer cigarette
and I swear I swear
I didn't think of you once
But I thought maybe
Love is what you've been missing
Cause love is not what you've been giving
Maybe getting is all you've known till now
Or maybe you've forgotten how
He said "do you write for you or other people?"
I said "other people"
I said "I want them to see the beauty
that I can but just can not seem to touch,
which is only a metaphor for all of us."
I said "I think I'm trying to capture a moment
I think my whole life I've been trying
to capture that moment"
He said "one thing you can be sure of,
is that you never will"
I thought maybe
Love is what I've been missing
Cause love is not what I've been giving
Maybe getting is all I've known till now
Or maybe I never even learned how
"Lets try and keep things out
of the space that divides."
You said "the cracks between where we lie"
And we lie around so much,
we lie around, yes we lie around
We lie around, we just lay around the truth.
So much.
Until you are...
Getting, getting, getting, getting, going, gone!
You are...
Getting, getting, getting, getting, going, gone.
You are...
Getting, getting, getting, getting, going, gone.
You are...
For your love, for your love, for your love.
Cause I don't want to wait today for your love.
No, no, no, no.
I don't want to wait today for your love.
jueves 6 de enero de 2011
expectations..
Ya lo decidí...
Un trabajo no garantiza tu felicidad, un trabajo es solo para obtener un sustento economico, no define lo que eres..
Dejare que me afecte tanto.. y a lo mejor, si hago algo que realmente me gusta, solo porque tengo que hacerlo, o con cierta presion de por medio.. deje de gustarme tanto..
ssooo... esta bien.. pensare de esta manera y seguire haciendo lo que me gusta, sin importar mi profesion...
Las expectativas que la gente pone son altas, las importantes son las que tu misma te pones, mientras yo este bien.. todo estara bien....
Un trabajo no garantiza tu felicidad, un trabajo es solo para obtener un sustento economico, no define lo que eres..
Dejare que me afecte tanto.. y a lo mejor, si hago algo que realmente me gusta, solo porque tengo que hacerlo, o con cierta presion de por medio.. deje de gustarme tanto..
ssooo... esta bien.. pensare de esta manera y seguire haciendo lo que me gusta, sin importar mi profesion...
Las expectativas que la gente pone son altas, las importantes son las que tu misma te pones, mientras yo este bien.. todo estara bien....
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