este fin de semana

2/11

"...you say you wanna move on and you say i´m falling behind,
can you read my mind?
i never really gave up on breaking out of this two star town
I got a green light, I got a little fight, i´m gonna turn this thing around
can you read my mind?"

4/11

"It's real early morning, no-one is awake. I'm back at my cliff still throwing things off.
I listen to the sounds they make on their way down. I follow with my eyes 'til they crash.
Imagine what my body would sound like slamming against those rocks. And when it lands will my eyes be closed or open?
I go through all this before you wake up so I can feel happier to be safe up here with you"


y ahora mi garganta y mis cuerdas vocales están clausuradas hasta nuevo aviso.