martes, diciembre 09, 2008

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And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous. Can't you see my walls are crumbling? Round here she's always on my mind. Will you catch me cause I'm falling down on you. Man I wish I was beautiful. Believe in me, help me believe in anything cause I want to be someone who believes. When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely. "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." Help me stay awake, I'm falling. You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted, I got an attitude of need. It's 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday, It doesn't get much worse than this. Try to keep myself away from me. "oh", She says, "you're changing." But we're always changing. And I guess I'm going to have to live with that, but I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray or something in between. "If it's love" she said, "then we're gonna have to think about the consequences". Cause she can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her. And every time she sneezes I believe it's love, and oh lord.... I'm not ready for this sort of thing. I wanted so badly somebody other than me staring back at me, but you were gone. I wanted to see you walking backwards and get the sensation of you coming home. I wanted to see you walking away from me without the sensation of you leaving me alone. Time and time again. So when are you coming home sweet angel? After all the dreaming I come home again. And I am the Rain King. Where you should be, no one's around. You get what you pay for but I just had no intention of living this way. There's things I remember and things I forget. I miss you, I guess that I should. Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own. We can talk awhile, we can take it nice and slow. Are you happy where you're sleeping? Does he keep you safe and warm? Does he tell you when you're sorry? Does he tell you when you're wrong? I've been watching you for hours. It's been years since we were born. We were perfect when we started, I've been wondering where we've go. There's a bird that nests inside you, sleeping underneath your skin, when you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in. Change, change, change. All of the sudden she disappears. Just yesterday she was here. Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, someone should be with me here, cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes. I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. Why'd you leave me 'til I'm only good for waiting for you. All my sins, I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you. Well, I will not be an enemy of anything, I'll only stand here, waiting for you. And I am waiting for the telephone to tell me I'm alive. All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear. But all the things I keep inside myself they vanish in the air. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 a.m. All alone again, but I've been through all this shit before. I'm not sleeping anymore. I wish you were inside of me, I hope that you're ok, I hope you're resting quietly, I just wanted to say goodnight. These days I feel like I'm fading away. Could you tell me the things you remember About me? And all the little things that make up a memory. Come on give me your white skin. And have you seen me lately? Can't you hear me? cause I'm screaming. Don't wake me please don't wake me, cause I was dreaming. Gonna get back to basics, guess I'll start it up again. But we were gonna be the wildest people they ever hoped to see, yes you and me. Well listen, do you see yourself in me? We're such crazy babies, little monkey, God, we're so fucked up, you and me. She sees shooting stars and comets tail, she's got heaven in her eyes. She says I don't need to be an angel, but I'm nothing if I'm not this high. But we only stay in orbit for a moment of time, and then you're everybody's satellite. I wish that you were mine. She stands there looking back at me, hesitates, and then turns away. She'll change so suddenly, she's just like mercury, yeah, but she's alright with me. I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving, now the days go by so fast. If you think that I could be forgiven...I wish you would. I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself to hold on to these moments as they pass. Gotta rush away she said. Anyway, this change I've been feeling doesn't make the rain fall. Someday I'm gonna stay, but not today.


23 comentarios:

Jn5 dijo...

Walkaways...

Brenner dijo...

Ah no mames, no mames, no re pinches mames!!! Más de una lágrima, snif.

Why' I don't know...

ZERO dijo...

you are the one who tells the story that is reflected in the time / mirror of the chords, you are the lover shooting arrows to her leaking soul, and every time i hear a piece of the tale, i feel so sad, so joyful, so strange, cause i watch a parallel world of falling stars... i can see everything.

god, i don´t belong...

Thank you for every word that you write master, really.

Anónimo dijo...

Oye wey tu como sabes ingles, por que sabes, no? no seas puto, contesta.

Luis dijo...

Aprendi oyendo musica y jugando RPG's

Sivoli dijo...

Ah, que buenas rolas...

Chale, esas llegan bien a uno en cualquier momento... Snif

RAH dijo...

Wow, que modo de fundir canciones de darles nuevos significados. Me parece que captura mucho mejor que el de recolectivo el tema de la semana, pues el soundtrack de la vida no son solo canciones que memoran momentos especificos, tambien son frases que alguna vez dolieron. Además es llamativo el que sin haber escrito nada en este post de tu vida suene mucho más íntimo que el de recolectivo en el que narras una historia.

(Just) Danito dijo...

Ese Luis, si algo tengo que agradecerte es haber descubierto a los Counting Crows. Solo conocia Mr Jones (si, zapeenme). Y precisamente en una epoca donde esas rolas caían justo como me sentía.

Gracias cabron.

Saludos.

Anónimo dijo...

No entendi...........???? pero bueno estuvo chido el copypaste jeje...chida rola no mas!!!

Luis dijo...

Lo matan ustedes o yo?

Anónimo dijo...

Chilo said:

Me acordé de...

And she said
Don’t you think you are dreaming
And I said no
I didn’t think that I was dreaming
SO I SAID SO
I just wanted to be (come) true
And all I need, is you..

And she said
Don’t you think you are dreaming
And I said no
Don’t you think you might be dreaming
And I said no
Don’t you think you are dreaming
And I said sometimes I don’t know

Kuruni dijo...

^_^

Muy personal.

RAH dijo...

chale con el anonimo 1! por el lado bueno indica que la friega que ha de haber sido darles coherencia a los fragmentos fue fructifera que hasta se cree que es una sola canción :)

Squall Leonhart dijo...

Pinche huevo, ahora resulta que hasta haces chillar a tus feligreses.

Janistika dijo...

Round Here siempre ha sido una de las rolas del soundtrack de mi vida. Cañón.

Sobretodo cuando te diagnostican un tumor cerebral y te salvas a los 22 años, no puedes evitar escuchar "she said shhhhhhhhhhh I know its only in my head..."


Great. Gracias.

Tienes una nueva fan.

Julio C324r dijo...

It´s only in my head... I belong to the service of the queen...



You know, I´m the Rain King

El fantasma de los ricos dulces de albaricoque dijo...

No seas culero, TRADUCELA PLEASE!

Quiubo? me salio lo bilingüe.

Ryu dijo...

No mamar, por fin entendí porqué tus antiguos headers decían "Huevotopia. Desde 1989".

¿O sea que cuando dejaste de escribir por casi un año y quitaste esa frase fue porque algo volvió a pasar con ella?

Creo que estoy empezando a entender todo.

Sivoli dijo...

Ay güey un stalker!

zonico dijo...

i want to be bob dylan

Bear G dijo...

Wey! Un amigo mío también aprendió inglés jugando RPG's, no entiendo como pueden clavarse tanto en esos juegos como para aprender un idioma! que loco. Yo aprendí en la escuela (pública), soy el único que conozco que haya aprendido inglés en la escuela.


Btw lo de "Todos ustedes zombies" estuvo chido.

Y esa nueva cosa de arriba con tu foto (se me olvidó el nombre) te ves bien mamerto y gay, como esos de los anuncios en las revistas, no es que lea revistas... no es que lea algo...

Anónimo dijo...

Soy voyeur de tu blog desde hace un rato... es la primera vez que voy a dejar un comentario... y sí, muy pusilánimemente como anónimo.
Me gustó lo que hiciste con las rolas de los cc, estuvo chido... tuve flashbacks a la secundaria, está chido acordarse de eso ahora a mis casi treinta años.
Gracias por traer de regreso lo que ya había olvidado.

BRENDA R. dijo...

Acabas de citar una de mis frases favoritas no solo de counting crows si no de todas mis canciones favoritas del mundo "i wanted to see you walking backwards and get the sensation of you coming home..." leí esto el Viernes y me tienes oyendo a counting crows toodo el fin de semana, jaja gracias!!

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