viernes, 18 de abril de 2008

IV

04 No Llegaste (Mentira)

Me sorprendés, Volvés para atrás. ¿En dónde estás? Te busco, te busco, te busco y no te encuentro. Pero, ¿No era yo el que se había perdido? Me cuesta entender tus idas y vueltas; no entiendo como se funden tus lágrimas en risas.
Siempre atento, observando tus cambios. Cambios de antes, ahora, y después; una línea que gira violentamente y sin descanso hasta enredarse. Porque cuando se trata de vos, no hay sutilezas.
Siempre alerta, testigo de tu abuso. De tu forma de abrirte al mundo. Aprendiste que cuando te tocan, te podés escapar de todos, y después todavía ser capaz de decir que te gusta.

jueves, 17 de abril de 2008

Hunting Teddy Bears

Hunting Teddy Bears 05/03/08

Chorus I
Come and hunt
Teddy bears with me
We’ll laugh as they die
We’ll smile while they bleed
Listen now
Don’t mind going crazy
You and I
Can get what we want

Be my
Decorator
And don’t end
In desperation

So like him,
So like each other
You look sick,
It’s something mental

Promise me
She has potential
All of this
Motive is needless

Hello there
She’s not that shallow
As you may think
"Forever blue eyed"

Chorus I

Hate is not the answer
I think we’re the problem
As if she was helping
Only with her trouble

Please be my
Valentine
We may save
Some other distance

Hate with me
We’ll hate together
On our own
Forever storm-raged

Chorus I

Chorus II
Look at them
They come in pairs
Look at them
Those teddy bears
Feel their pain
That’s nothing mental
In their flesh
They feel the bullets

Twisted Wound

Twisted Wound 30/02/08

Don’t Bite Your Nails
And stop following the leader
You are borrowing my time
You think you may deceive me
But I think that you’re just fine
Hide your lies

And now please hold
Cause I’m helping you to reborn
Feel like you’ve been always blind
I know you are not the giving
Type of boy who loves his mom
Not that kind

Chorus I
And you’re falling into pieces
You’re not helping me to help you
Guess you hope this conversation’s just a “chat”
No impressions of a rebirth
I should finish all this treatment
But inside you’re mind you’re hoping I come back

Little kid
Please clean that shred of a tear
Cause you’re looking kind of dumb
And don’t forget the stickers
Although you’ll lose them as you walk
Aimless thoughts

Stop the fight
Or you’ll end up with a needle
Stuck in that young, needless arm
Maybe I could shout while you scream
Oh, yes, there’s no one around
Price your time

Chorus II
You keep falling into pieces
Still not helping me to help you
Well hello, this conversation’s not a “chat”.
No impressions of a rebirth
I should finish all this treatment
But inside you’re mind you’re hoping I come back.

Part C
And you cry
Oh,
Hold tight
Oh
Shameless
Oh
Promise you’ll be good
Oh
Hell of a twisted wound

Twin Desire


Twin Desire 24/02/08

Swift in their thoughts
What money could never buy
Something of their own
A perfect game for both

No expectators
No curtains to hold them back
Every touch a sound
A sound for every touch

Perfectly cursed (Just in time, they’re fading now)
Silence won’t hide those eyes
Even their lies
Can’t help them lay calm (and down, and calm, and down)

Pre-Chorus
Now nothing can change it
Undone it, erase it
No taking for granted
Along as they helplessly

Chorus I
Slept and teased in their sleep
They’re waiting for nothing
Alone in their dreams
What seemed so far placed,
Is now somehow near
And even their faces
Can’t show what they feel

Hoping for mercy
As no one would understand
Counting the days
Alone each would spend

Pre chorus II
Untrustable Feature
Withdrawn and defeated
Can’t keep no more secrets
Invaded and finally

Chorus II
Slipped away, and awake
They’re holding together
And asking for help.
Before they even notice
They’re waiting alone
Away from each other
They’re ending this song

Chorus I + (Pre-Chorus I)
Cradle’s not that far away
They’re crying in silence
They’re facing dead ends

III

03 Dos Importan

Vos. Vos, que nunca me mirás. Que no te das cuenta cuando paso al lado tuyo, y que ni siquiera te imaginás como lloré para adentro esa vez que te hablé; la primera, la única y la última vez que te dije algo. Bueno, vos, sos inexplicablemente importante y me ayudas sin saberlo.
No es que seas tan inalcanzable. No, no es eso. La verdad es que debés ser mas vulnerable de lo que creo. Sobre todo teniendo en cuenta que yo te imagino. Yo te creo y te destruyo; te visto y te desnudo. Por eso soy histéricamente tuyo. Lo que pasa es que sos ( y soy) tan imposible...

lunes, 14 de abril de 2008

We Should Restrict Him (Or Kill Him in His Playground)

We Should Restrict Him (Or Kill Him in His Playground) 14/02/08

Chorus I
What if I dont care
What if i don’t mind
Traveling while you stay
Traveling far away

There’s no reaction
As the world sets in its motion
Just as unnoticed
As you setting fly from here

An interaction
May go as far away as you want to
No comprehension
No compromise
There’s no law at all

Chorus I
Chorus II
What about those hearts
All those hearts you take
All those hearts you grab
Before we all wake up

There are no restrictions
When you take your own decisions
All of us waiting
For what you may call a war

No disposition
But the one of your own vision
Won’t keep on asking for permission
For your own sake
Don’t treat us as if we were blind

Chorus I
Chorus II

Part C
Well you shouldn’t care
You should never mind
Travel while I stay
Travel far away
I’ll take care of them
All the hearts you’ve broken
Mend them while you’re gone
Keep them safe from harm


Autumn Break

Autumn Break

Myself is going down
Myself is going blind
Myself is always darn
Myself is growing tide

Himself he will undress
No helper hand today
So then he must get sure
He won’t go down as well

Chorus I
And as a mountain
Corrects our actions
Well now the carefully
Tideness of automn
It’s just a leaf
While you don’t miss her
Your own reegret
Is what’s mending the pieces

While its correction demands
There is no way at all
The linking past he seeks
Is no one else’s but his

A memory to hold
I shouldnt go no more
They want to let me down
They want to carry on

Chorus II
Maybe tomorrow
I find myself growing old
And even then he could
End up his pleeding
And what if I don’t
Reegret my own actions
What would you do if I
Stopped keeping my posture
Maybe tomorrow
I lie to myself about
All of the reasons
I left my own comfort

Part C
Myself is ending now
Myself is getting late
He’s writing to her love
To let her know his safe
He won’t go home this week
Not later nor this year
He’s feeling left behind
He won’t go home at all