Por los tiempos que corren....

esto va para mi Flia!
Feel it!





Letra:

We try
We crawl
We live
We're small

We're stuck in a monday, it's telling me someday
We're gonna be fine
I know it's all moving
Can't tell if I'm losing
The love of my life

We try
We crawl
We live
We're small

I know that were broken
It's been unspoken for such a long time
It's scarier weather when we live together
I know that well be just fine

We try
To crawl
To live
To grow

On our way, today
Day after day
We try hard
We, crawl far

On our way, today
Day after day

I know that its better, when we stick together
Our love is alive

Through ups and down of facing each other
Together were better together well find

We try
To crawl
(Better Together)
To live
To know
(Better together)

Calamareando

Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation in the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Piano man

"And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone"

Siempre me copó mal esta estrofa, es tan gráfica, me da piel de gallina. Me gusta imaginarme a los personajes con sus historias en el bar. Es gracioso, cada vez que la escucho me cuelgo pensando en mis personajes que yo creé para esta historia. Y desde que leí Brooklyn Follies, se me cuelan imágenes de ahí también y mezclo todo.

Shuffle tendencioso del día de la fecha

Miedo.
Wow Tete!

Cancionero Matildero