Mentira. Primer pecado de este sitio. Bah... mentira u ocultamiento. Este blog narra partes de mí ocultas, oscuras. De un yo fictício o muy distinto al real o al que suelo mostrar. Mi otro yo.
24.10.07
Noche de miércoles 9
Sonnet (The Verve)
My friend and me Looking through her red box of memories Faded I'm sure But love seems to stick in her veins you know
Yes, there's love if you want it Don't sound like a sonnet, my lord Yes, there's love if you want it Don't sound like a sonnet, my lord My lord
Why can't you see That nature has its way of warning me Eyes open wide Looking at the heavens with a tear in my eye
Yes, there's love if you want it Don't sound like a sonnet, my lord Yes, there's love if you want it Don't sound like a sonnet, my lord My lord
Sinking faster than a boat without a hull My lord Dreaming about the day when I can see you there My side By my side
Here we go again and my head is gone, my lord I stop to say hello 'Cause I think you should know, by now By now
Caroline! Caroline! See Caroline all the guys would say she's mighty fine But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short Yeah, now dig this, now even though You'd need a golden calculator to divide The time it takes to look inside and realize that Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank But lean a little bit closer See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch" I hope she's speeding on the way to the club Trying to hurry up to get to some Baller or singer or somebody like that And try to put on her makeup in the mirror And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!) She needs a golden calculator to divide The time it takes to look inside and realize that Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty I said "Shorty, would you call me?" She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?" I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing" Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of an ATM receipt But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak Trickin' off this bitch is lost Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless Regardless, we don't want to get involved with all them lawyers And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom I wanna see ya support bra not support you!
Better come back down to Mars Girl, quit chasin' cars What happens when the dough get so low Bitch, you ain't that fine No way.. no way.. no way
Crazy bitch Bitch, stupid ass bitch Old punk ass bitch, old dumb ass bitch A bitch is a bitch, just a bitch
You in the dark You in the pain You on the run Living a hell Living your ghost Living your end Never seem to get in the place that I belong Dont wanna lose the time Lose the time to come
Whatever you say its alright Whatever you do its all good Whatever you say its alright Silence is not the way We need to talk about it If heaven is on the way If heaven is on the way
You in the sea On a decline Breaking the waves Watching the lights go down Letting the cables sleep
Whatever you say its alright Whatever you do its all good Whatever you say its alright Silence is not the way We need to talk about it If heaven is on the way Well wrap the world around it If heaven is on the way If heaven is on the way
Im a stranger in this town Im a stranger in this town
If heaven is on the way If heaven is on the way Im a stranger in this town Im a stranger in this town
In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape Broken branches trip me as I speak Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck (don't reach out, don't reach out [x2]) Stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster (don't reach out, don't reach out [x2]) Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there (there's someone on your shoulder [x2]) Just coz you feel it doesn't mean it's there (there's someone on your shoulder [x2]) There there... Why so green And lonely [x3] Heaven sent you To me [x3] We are accidents waiting Waiting to happen We are accidents waiting Waiting to happen
