...me siento solo... tan solo como me deseo sentir. Decisiones; de esas que marcan la vida... decidir ser, dejar de ser, escuchar, callar, sentir...
...cada uno pone sus barreras, no es la primera vez que pasa, ni será la última...
¿donde estan los limites del "querer"?, ¿donde acabas tú, donde empiezo yo?
¿es nuestro individualismo que ataca?...
...me decían que el querer es una empresa diaria, de convencimiento, de autoconvencimiento... no es un sentimiento, ni una subjetiva forma de tratar... es querer querer.
...date en la madre, diría la película... "i'm dont think this is me", diría la canción...
pero aqui sigues... en cada "digital love", cada "my sacrifice", "rootless tree", "music sounds better with you", cada paso, cada impulso que me hace llamarte.
...no se amarte... pero lo intento.
I don't miss you...
Probably tomorrow i will call you, probably you back your wishes to the same, "ant what was once routine, was now the perfect joy..."
And... althought sometimes i wish to scream "fuck you, and all we've been through... leave it, and if you hate me, hate me so good, that you just leave me out. Its hell when you're around", I'll continue seeing you in my awake dreams...
"Last night i have a dream about you, in this dream i'm dancing right beside you, and it looked like everyone is having fun, the kind of feeling i've waited so long"...
And i'll continue saying you that "what I want from you is empty your head, what I want from us is empty our minds", "don't put your eyes on boots, step forward your root" because "the music sounds better with you", and "when you are with me, I'm free, I'm careless, I belive above all the others we'll fly", i ever wish that someday we'll dance the "Queen's funeral", we'll listen all this songs that sounds like you.
...but "we do what we need to be free, we fake, we fuss, and fracture the times. We go blind when we needed to see.
..."suddenly i feel the shining sun, before i knew it this dream was all gone...", "this leans on me, like a rootless tree", "all brings tears to my eyes".
..."my sacrifice..."
"So bury me deep, cover me with snow, wrap me in sleep, blanket of ghosts"
...come on, "tell me what you want, i don't know why you 're afraid, tell me what you say, i don't know why", because "too late its too late".
Eso soy, eso es lo que siento por tí.
...un revoltijo interminable de canciones que me suenan a tí.
Pistorius
...un revoltijo interminable de canciones que me suenan a tí.
Pistorius
2 comentarios:
WOW!.... ahora sí que andas inspirado... clap, clap, clap... sé feliz :D...
me gustaría decirte lo mismo, pero no es para mí verdad?
jajaja
no le creas a la gente que dice que el querer no es un sentimiento, todo sentimiento es también mental, pero eso es otro rollo.
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