i ain't gonna cry.... no more

decir la verdad y que no te crean
decir realmente lo que esta pasando y que te ignoren
estoy perdiendo color, y alejandome de lo que realmente es importnte...pero estoy sola, y nadie lo ve.
Tampoco es que quiera qe lo vean... tengo que volver a salir de esto

just turn it off...

and in the freefall i will realize i'm better off when I hit the bottom...
i wanna know what it’d be like
to find perfection in my pride
to see nothing in the light but turn it off in all my spite, in all my spite i’ll turn it off
and the worst part is before it gets any better we’re headed for a cliff...

"...probablemente te has convertido en un personaje de tus propios mundos..."G.G.M"

I got a notion that says it doesn't feel right
got the answer in your story today
you gave me a sign that didn't feel right

so don't knock it, don't knock it, you been here before
so don't knock it, don't knock it, you been here before

i just wanted to know if i could go home
been rambling day after day
everyone says they don't know

so don't knock it, don't knock it, you been there before
so don't knock it, don't knock it, you been there before

i got a notion that says it doesn't feel right
i just wanted to know if i could go home

so don't knock it, don't knock it, you been there before
so don't knock it, don't knock it, you been there before

I don't know how to let you go
Or if i should keep you
I don't know how to let you know
I really do have a reason

I never know how to push you
Just to... Just to confuse you
I make my hope, Just to see how
Just to see how to push you


I never know what mood you be
You may be kind or cruel to me
I'm walking away now
one step forward and back three

I never know what I'm gonna to do
I say I'm leaving, but It ain't true
I got a lot to do to you
There ain't nothing you can do to stop it


oh cancion, a veces la letra justa , para el momento justo.

ella

y todos somos hojas que van a caer

cuando me pongo a pensar en algunas cosas vividas...
conversaciones, salidas, idas y vueltas, carritos robados,
discusiones, confesiones ,
el tiempo eterno, el mañana nunca viene....
la gran vista desde aquel balcon ....
que lejos estamos de todo eso...
que tanto tiempo paso, cuanto de eso fallecio.