lunes, 22 de febrero de 2010

A pain that im used to - D.M.

I'm not sure
What I'm looking for anymore
I just know
That I'm harder to console
I don't see who I'm trying to be
Instead of me
But the key
Is a question of control

Can you say
What you're trying to play anyway
I just pay
While you're breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find
Have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive
That is fuelled


All this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that rings true
All this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that rings true

There's a hole in your soul
Like an animal
With no conscience
Repentance unknown
Close your eyes
Pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds
That are sown

Can't conceal what I feel
What I know is real
No mistaking the faking
I care
With a prayer in the air
I will leave it there
On a note full of hope
Not despair

All this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that rings truell this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that rings true

There's a hole in your soul
Like an animal
With no conscience
Repentance unknown
Close your eyes
Pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds
That are sown

Can't conceal what I feel
What I know is real
No mistaking the faking
I care
With a prayer in the air
I will leave it there
On a note full of hope
Not despair

All this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that
rings true

viernes, 12 de febrero de 2010

Happy youre GONE

Breathe me
Every time you close your eyes
Taste me
Every time you cry
This memory
Will fade away and die
Just for today
Breathe me and say goodbye

How many times
How many times
Now I can'l look you in the eye
Now I can't look you in the eye
How many times
How many times
Now I can't look you in the eye

See me
In the eyes of another's child
Turn away
When you see me walking by, once in a while
This malady
Will fade away and die
Just for today
Breathe me and say goodbye


I don't even want to try
'Cause every word from you is a lie
My my
My my my my my

How many times
How many times
Now I can'l look you in the eye
Now I can't look you in the eye
How many times
How many times
Now I can't look you in the eye

viernes, 29 de enero de 2010

..

Gracias, Dios

sábado, 9 de enero de 2010

t13wp0



Tiempo el tiempo..
El que todo crea
El que todo borra..
El que poco deja y mucho se lleva.
Aun recuerdo sonrisas que el tiempo alguna vez me obsequio,
recuerdo el presente que el tiempo me robó.
Puedo recordar el pasado y olvidar el futuro.
Lo que el tiempo sano y mucho hirió.
Los magicos intantes que este secuestró.
El transcurso del tiempo consume muchos momentos, a veces agradecemos por ello, pero otras tantas lo lloramos demasiado. Que bipolar eh incorrecto, asimétrico diria yo.
Cada memoria que intentamos perdurar es una lucha por mantenerse sanos.
Cada memoria que intentamos eliminiar es una lucha por mantenerse sanos,
y allí la paradoja.
Veo las escenas en los ojos de algun anciano cuando interpreta esos recuerdos,
motivo justo para celebrar y contentarse... la memoria aun existe. Pero que vacío y que apatico es escuchar la misma interpretación, con las mismas memorias en menos de media hora.
Contar historias pasadas con detalles claramente descriptos, es un privilegio,
pero no recordar el lapso en que fueron contadas..es pura maldición.
Miro para atras y me echo a reir,
quiero abrasar ese pasado y no evito llorar.
Recuerdo los momentos que rogué poder recordar.
Recuerdo los momentos que rogué poder olvidar.
Recuerdo, por sobre todo, aun recuerdo.
Recuerdos, momentos, memorias, olvido, tiempo, pasado, presente y futuro
creá tu propio destino con esas palabras, conjugalas como te convega..podras ser feliz o entristecer depende su combinacion.
Si tan solo pudiera volver el tiempo atras y ver este triste presente como un futuro el cual intentara evitar.
Si tan solo pudiera frenar el reloj en el momento justo, a la hora exacta de un dia esplendido.
Si tan solo hubiese tenido la chance de frenar el tiempo cuando tenia tu sonrisa junto a la mia.
Cambio millones de mañanas por un ayer.
Y hoy fabricamos para mañana sonrisas relativas de un hermoso ayer.
Juro por mi memoria que jamas te voy a olvidar, que si alguna vez lo hiciera..
...probablemente ya la habria perdido.





martes, 5 de enero de 2010

"El saber y la razón hablan,
la ignorancia y el error... gritan"

jueves, 10 de diciembre de 2009

Sweet Talk

Lift me up on my honour
Take me over this spell
Get this weight of my shoulder
I carried it well
loose these shackles of pressure
Shake me out of these chains
Lead me not to temptation
Hold my hand harder
ease my mind
Roll down the smokescreen
and open the sky

let me fly
then I need a release from these troubles of mine
fix my feet when they're stumbling
And well you know it hurts sometimes
you know it's going to bleed sometimes.

Dig me out from this thorn tree
Help me bury my shame
Keep my eyes from the fire
they can't handle the flame
they've cut out from my brothers
when most of them fail
I carried it well

let me fly
then I need a release from
these troubles of mine
fix my feet when they're stumbling
I guess you know it hurts sometimes
you know it's going to bleed sometimes

now hold on
I'm not looking for sweet talk
I'm looking for time
time for towering sweet folk
all because it hurts sometimes
you know it's going to bleed sometimes

hold on
you know it's going to hurt sometimes
when you call me
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on

I'm going to climb that symphony home
And make it mine
And this pleasure is mine
mark my way
see all these pessimistic sufferers
tend to drag me down
so I could use it to shelter
what good I've found

viernes, 4 de diciembre de 2009