martes, 23 de febrero de 2010

You! Me! Dancing!



The beats, yeah, they were coming out the speakers
And were winding up straight in your sneakers
And I'm dancing like every song who spends his bizzle
Like all my dance heroes would if they existed
And yeah it's sad that you think that we're all just scenesters
(And even if we were it's not the scene you're thinking of)
To taking props from nineties boy band fashions
All crop tops and testosterone passion

If there's one thing I could never confess
It's that I can't dance a single step

It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing!

Not sure if you mind if I dance with you
but I don't think right now that you care about anything at all
And oh, if only there were clothes on the floor
I'd feel for certain I was bedroom dancing
And it's all flailing limbs at the front line
Every single one of us is twisted by design
And dispatches from the back of my mind
Say as long as we're here everything is alright

If there's one thing that I could never confess
It's that I can't dance a single step

It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing!

viernes, 19 de febrero de 2010

Sandra

Genio

Dalí

Flaming Lips



Airplanes



It sounds like we
would of had a great deal to say
to each other
I bet when I leave
my body for the sky the wait will
be worth it

Bullets



You don't need diseases...

We Might As Well Be Strangers



I don't know your thoughts these days
We're strangers in, an empty space
I don't understand your heart
It's easier, to be apart

Esta noche...

...me di cuenta de dos cosas: que te quiero y que jamás te darás cuenta.

lunes, 12 de octubre de 2009

Billie Holiday - All Of Me

En una larga noche de sueño imposible, entre trabajos pendientes, una taquicardia en receso, espectros que no se de detienen y voces nuevas que pretendían conocer mis historias de amor; un gran amigo me dice "escucha esto". De su caja musical de Favoritos, saca una de sus mas preciadas joyas del blues para momentos de meláncolia, aunque como el dijo "ya me acostumbre a escucharla..." Y yo también.

Temporal

There's no such thing like love
i found myself dead
covered with your blood...

Desire

i won't be discounting me, dad said
i bet you don't know you are manual factured
i was a lonely guy that only breaks in silence
i don't want to till it up so much more

Eso

Que pueda cantar una canción, que pueda saltar sin tener vergüenza, que coma sin prejuicios, que tome con medida, que no le importe andar descalzo, que el frío no le quite las ganas de darme un abrazo...