Control-a-te

Soñar...
Se esta volviendo extraño.
Me está haciendo pensar que esto es extraño.
No sé.
Es diferente.

Una típica conversacion (demasiado típica creo)

-We'd be good together, don't you think?
-No.
-Why not?
-Because I'll break your heart.
-Maybe I'll break yours.
-Nobody breaks my heart.

Y creo que ahí está el problema.

¿Qué pasa contigo?

déjalo si quieres continuar... hermano!
sal! ilumina tu vida
todo el cielo aplastándote, dime que harás
inténtalo, ilumina ese amor, antes que se vaya
algo siempre te entristece cuando todo va bien
¿qué pasa contigo? ¿qué pasa contigo?

déjalo si quieres continuar, no ocultes tu alma al sol
tienes una vida preciosa, ¿de qué sirve si solo mueres suavemente?

She's lost control

Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She's lost control.
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by,
She's lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I've lost control again,
And of a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I've lost control again.

And she turned around and took me by the hand
And said I've lost control again.
And how I'll never know just why or understand
She said I've lost control again.
And she screamed out kicking on her side
And said I've lost control again.
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die.
She said I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.

Well I had to phone her friend to state my case,
And say she's lost control again.
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,
And said I've lost control again.
But she expressed herself in many different ways,
Until she lost control again.
And walked upon the edge of no escape,
And laughed I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.

I could live a little better with the myths and the lies,
When the darkness broke in, I just broke down and cried.
I could live a little in a wider line,
When the change is gone, when the urge is gone,
To lose control. When here we come.

one day a rain will come to wash away

Since we've been wrong, you will never ever know me
What took you so long? I'm not sure all the way
But my heart it asks just one more time... are you still a mess?

a typical conversation

¿En serio no lo ves? 
Sos tan ciega a veces que me sorprendo, no hace falta tener dos ojos para ver la realidad pero vos buscas más. 
Y esa búsqueda siempre te lleva a lo mismo, pero no aprendes porque sos necia (pero eso ya lo sabes). 
Y por más que intentes enmendar las cosas ya te ensuciaste lo suficiente en el pozo de barro como para poder salir limpia. 
Y siempre tenes esa mancha en vos, que te persigue y no podes quitar por más que lo intentes. 
Y todo el mundo en algún momento va a encontrar la mancha, porque en algún momento vas a ser necia, vas a pensar que todo está bien, vas a olvidarte de lo que te rodea. 
Y principalmente, cuando te desnudes, vas a olvidarte de la mancha en tu piel, que siempre está ahí.

oms

-It doesn’t move.

-What a shame, we can’t play with her anymore.

Viste como son las cosas

Que raro que es esto... el mundo es un lugar tan horrible, pero a veces el mundo es un lugar tan hermoso.