En verdad, si no fuera por la música, habría más razones para volverse loco - Piotr Ilich Tchaikovski
27 julio 2014
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01 julio 2014
Happy Rhodes - Words Weren't Made For Cowards
I am transparent
An open book
There's no choice in the matter
But the breath from my mind
Is living air
And the notes from my heart
Are what I share
Words weren't made for cowards
There's not much to hide behind
We can see for a mile
Without our eyes
I can see through a smile
To any lie
Must I pry your lips apart?
And look for thoughts
Look for thoughts
Beneath your tongue
So you think nothing said
Is nothing lost?
Well, I would buy every line
At any cost
Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?
Are you dancing dead?
Or maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show
Tell me what d'you think of life?
Tell me do you think at all?
Never fear
There's a place
Where you are safe
Where you don't have to be real
Or have a face
My time's too short to waste on
Things you say without your brain
Will you paint works of art
When you speak?
When you open your mouth
Will I weep?
Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?
Are you dancing dead?
Or maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show
I will watch you like a hawk
Wait for you to make a slip
Think it's easy to fake what you know?
You'll never fool anyone
With your little show
You are transparent regardless of
All the efforts made
Efforts made to mask your face
You reveal everything in a phrase
You conceal what your mouth betrays
Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?
Are you dancing dead?
Maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show
Do I have to dig?
Do I have to prod?
Reach into your chest
And pull your feelings out?
Are you dancing dead?
Maybe walking toast?
If you feel anything
Be brave
Come forth
Let it show
27 junio 2014
09 junio 2014
David Sylvian - Some Kind Of Fool
Maybe I'm wrong
I should just keep moving on...
I suppose.
But I'll see it through
Just like some kind of fool.
You say you care
That this kind of life
Leads nowhere.
Still, I guess, I'll see it through
Just like some kind of fool
The rules of the game
We constantly play
Can be cruel.
If nothing else remains
I've promised to stay
And I do.
Crying again, you say these words
Are just sentimental things,
But I'll stay with you
Just like some kind of fool.
All the things we say,
Apportioning blame are untrue
And nothing else remains,
I've promised to stay
And I do,
And I do? like some kind of fool.
The rules of the game
We so often play
Can be cruel.
If nothing else remains
I've promised to stay
And I do,
And I do? like some kind of fool
13 abril 2014
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Toma - This Is the End of Everything
This is the end of everything
My head explodes but my heart sings
Take comfort in the knowledge that, it's over now
This is the end
I will never see the light again.
04 noviembre 2013
31 octubre 2013
Father John Misty - Nancy From Now On
Oh pour me another drink
And punch me in the face
You can call me Nancy
Every man wears a symbol
And I know I have mine
I've got my right hand stamped
In the concentration camp where my organs scream "slow down, man!"
How was I to know
That milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Oh hook me up to the tank
And roll me to the door
I'm going where my body leads me
I can fend for myself
With what looks I have left
I'll put away a few
And pretty soon I'll be breaking things like Howard Hughes
How was I to know
Milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Forgive me how it was
A place under the sun
Before the devil made me run
Run boy, run boy
And punch me in the face
You can call me Nancy
Every man wears a symbol
And I know I have mine
I've got my right hand stamped
In the concentration camp where my organs scream "slow down, man!"
How was I to know
That milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Oh hook me up to the tank
And roll me to the door
I'm going where my body leads me
I can fend for myself
With what looks I have left
I'll put away a few
And pretty soon I'll be breaking things like Howard Hughes
How was I to know
Milk and honey flow
Just a couple states below
Forgive me how it was
A place under the sun
Before the devil made me run
Run boy, run boy
28 octubre 2013
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James & Bobby Purify - I'm Your Puppet
Pull the string and I'll wink at you, I'm your puppet
I'll do funny things if you want me to, I'm your puppet
I'll do funny things if you want me to, I'm your puppet
I'll be yours to have and to hold
Darling you've got full control of your puppet
Darling you've got full control of your puppet
Pull another string and I'll kiss your lips, I'm your puppet
Snap your finger and I'll turn you some flips, I'm your puppet
Snap your finger and I'll turn you some flips, I'm your puppet
Your every wish is my command
All you gotta do is wiggle your little hand
I'm your puppet, I'm your puppet
I'm your puppet, I'm your puppet
I'm just a toy, just a funny boy
That makes you laugh when you're blue
I'll be wonderful, do just what I'm told
I'll do anything for you
I'm your puppet, I'm your puppet
That makes you laugh when you're blue
I'll be wonderful, do just what I'm told
I'll do anything for you
I'm your puppet, I'm your puppet
Pull them little strings and I'll sing you a song, I'm your puppet
Make me do right or make me do wrong, I'm your puppet
Make me do right or make me do wrong, I'm your puppet
Treat me good and I'll do anything
I'm just a puppet an you hold my string, I'm your puppet
I'm just a puppet an you hold my string, I'm your puppet
Yeah, I'm your puppet
Walking, talking, living, loving puppet
I'm hanging on a string girl, I'll do anything now
I'm hanging on a string girl, I'll do anything now
I'm a walking, talking, living, loving puppet, and I love you
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