Reseña

Estoy casi segura que nuestra imaginación no es tan grandiosa como lo pensamos…. ¿qué pasaría si nosotros podemos escuchar cosas pero no conscientemente? Esdecir ondas que aparentemente no escuchamos pero dentro muy dentro son recibidas por nuestro cerebro, así como los mensajes subliminales en imágenes, buenoes distinto, pero me refiero a esa recepción de elementos de forma inconsciente… En realidad no me preocupo por eso, o bueno, no hoy.

Being is somethingmore than having, of course, it is more than having. But in this world, how can I explain that to you? You, selfish moron, oh I know you hate when I talk toyou like this, but it’s good to do it time to time you know…

I like to keep some things to myself, I like to keep my issues down, I’ve been a fool andI’ve been blind. I can see no way, I can see no way.

That song sets me free, I feel like I’m throwing something out of me… It’s weird, in a good way.

I’mtired, I really am. But I’m more tired of seeing you fly. You’re so far away, in my imagination you’ve drown, my mind I can’t keep it straight, I can’t keepthe light. And as long as I’m trying to be, as long as I’m losing my will to be, to feel, I cannot be the one you need.

I don't know where you are, 
Idon't really know who we are...
love has always been the lie
the pantomime of your needs
the sky of my heart.
words are not enough
while blood is paintingmy skin.
words are not enough
while tears are rolling on your cheeks.
Your heart has stopped,
mine is collapsing,
living, living, hiding, dreaming.