martes, 28 de abril de 2009

After school, walkin home
Fresh dirt under my fingernails and
I can smell hot asphalt
Cars screech to a halt to let me pass

And I cannot remember
What life was like through photographs
And trying to recreate images life gives us from the past
And sometimes its a sad song
But I

Cannot forget, refuse to regret
So glad I met you and
Take my breath away
Make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I've gone through
And mama, I've been cryin
Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, the battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun

And I'm movin on, down my street
I see people I wont ever meet
I think of her, take a breath
Feel the beat in the rhythm of my steps
And sometimes its a sad song
But I

Cannot forget, refuse to regret
So glad I met you and
Take my breath away,
Make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I've gone through
And mama, I've been cryin
Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, the battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun

Rhythm of the conversation
The perfection of her creation
The sex she slipped into my coffee
The way she felt when she first saw me
Hate to love and love to hate her
Like a broken record player
Back and forth and here and gone
and on and on and on and on!

I cannot forget, refuse to regret
So glad I met you and
Take my breath away,
Make everyday,
Worth all of the pain that I've gone through
And mama, I've been cryin
Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, the battle's almost won
And we're only several miles
Said, the battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun



M A R O O N 5

miércoles, 22 de abril de 2009

Quimera (de lo que una vez fue)

Camino por la orilla de la vereda,
enciendo un cigarrillo y miro hacia adelante,
te pienso, estás tan presente en mi que te veo,
te mueves hacia mi, me tomas de la mano,
acaricias mi pelo, me vas a besar,
vuelvo a la realidad
producto de que suena mi celular,
eres tu, te matrialisas, te conviertes,
contesto, te siento, te vuelvo a ver...

martes, 21 de abril de 2009

Don't regret

Tu eres como una manzana, mi manzana, prohibido, no debería probarte, no debería ni si quiera acercarme, no tienes que estar en mis pensamientos, no debo desearte, pero tu color, tu forma ¿ Qué pasa si?, me arriesgo, te pruebo, me vuelvo mortal pero feliz, sin remordimiento te muerdo otra vez...







viernes, 17 de abril de 2009

hidden...

Ellos tienden a mirarse, mientras creen que nadie los ve, tienden a quererse bajo una sola luz, la luna, ellos guardan lo que nadie puede guardar, ellos esconden algo que jamás deberia esonderse, bajo el silencio dos personas con miedo se miran, se escuchan y sin pronunciar palabra alguna se acarician, se abrazan, escondidas sus bocas se rozan gritando, locas , deseosas de poder decir desde lo mas profundo te quiero a los cuatro vientos.