«Antojo»
Con hambre cualquier cosa que te ofrezcan te sabrá bien, con antojo solo una cosa puede quitar lo soso a las demás y dejarte satisfecho.
No soy así, si yo estuviera a dieta y créeme todos lo estamos, no lo diría, no te obligaría a comer menos, así como nunca te sugeriría el comer lo mismo, o en la misma cantidad, sin embargo, siempre me puedes acompañar a comer las veces que desees, me encanta compartir las horas del almuerzo, más con quien tiene gusto por el plato de temporada, nunca dejare de comer, aun estemos satisfechos y habiendo encontrado el favorito y su justa sazón, lo mío no es hambre, sabrás al tiempo que más bien como por antojo y aunque poco de él me satisface, me encuentro devorando el plato hasta relamer mis dedos, no es solo el gusto y la experiencia, no es la idea anticipada, ni el orden natural, o las creencias de moda sobre el mismo, sabes comer ahora es un acto social uno de los pocos en los que me se desenvolver, en los que hay que aprender y practicar los modos de las distintas mesas, donde además surgen platicas verdaderas después de todo comer invita a baja la cabeza, mirar el plato propio y despertar los sentidos, con quien más te pondrías alrededor de la mesa. Siendo breve, comer nos nutre. Siendo propio, puedo probar de tu plato.
«Cual es?»
No la hay, al menos no se puede comparar, sería muy injusto para ti. El amor es amor, no importa la etiqueta que le quieras dar, si es el primero o el ultimo esa chispa arderá y en este caso en particular me atrevo a decir, por responder a tu pregunta, que, si existe una diferencia, esta seria los miedos que ha acumulado por cada uno de ellos. Si lo piensas bien la gente no va por ahí colmándote de inseguridades, es más bien todo lo contrario, la gente te colma de certeza, pues cuanto más interactúas con alguien más eres él y eso hasta donde sé, eso es una de las maravillosas formas del amor.
«Sit Next To Me»
Yeah it’s over, it’s over
I’m circling these vultures
Got me praying, man this hunger
Feeling something rotten
Last time I saw you said «What’s up?»
And pushed right through
Then I tried to catch you
But we’re always on the move
And now it’s over, we’re sober
Symptoms of the culture
And the night ain’t getting younger
Last call’s around the corner
Feeling kinda tempted
And I’m pouring out the truth
Just fading out these talkers ‘cause now all I want is you, I’m saying
Come over here sit next to me
We can see where things go naturally
Just say the word and I’ll part the sea
Just come over here and sit next to me
And I’ll take you high, high
Well I ain’t frontin’ my intention
Got your man outlined in chalk
It’s a midnight intervention
Got no plans to make it stop
Last time I saw you said you wanna keep it light
But I’m here to tell you
I’m not trying to change your mind
It’s alright, ooh, it’s alright, ooh
Yeah, come over here and sit next to me
We can see where things go naturally
Just say the word and I’ll part the sea
Just come over here and sit next to me
And I’ll take you high, high, high, high
It’s alright
It’s alright
Yeah, it’s alright
Yeah, it’s alright
So come over here and sit next to me
We can see where things go naturally
Just say the word and I’ll part the sea
Just come over here and sit next to me, ooh
It’s alright
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«Melancoly Hill»
Up on melancholy hill
There’s a plastic tree
Are you here with me
Just looking out on the day
Of another dream
Well you can’t get what you want
But you can get me
So let’s set out to sea
‘Cause you are my medicine
When you’re close to me
When you’re close to me
So call in the submarines
‘Round the world will go
Does anybody know her?
If we’re looking out on the day
Of another dream
If you can’t get what you want
Then you come with me
Up on melancholy hill
Sits a manatee
Just looking out for the day
When you’re close to me
When you’re close to me
When you’re close to me
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«Los que nacen»
Los que nacen en verano, lo disfrutan,
Los que nacen en verano, miran al sol,
Los que nacen en verano, emanan el calor,
Los que nacen en verano, admiran las puestas de los otoños,
Los que nacen en verano, lo buscan en invierno,
Los que nacen en verano, se alegran con la primavera,
Los que nacen en verano, solo esperan morir con él.
«Voluntad»
A veces las personas se acostumbran tanto a eso, que te ven como rutina y comienzan a esperar cosas de ti, pensando que es tu obligación y no un simple acto de buena voluntad.
«Humility»
Calling the world from isolation
‘Cause right now, that’s the ball where we be chained
And if you’re coming back to find me
You’d better have good aim
Shoot it true
I need you in the picture
That’s why I’m calling you (calling you)
I’m the lonely twin, the left hand
Reset myself and get back on track
I don’t want this isolation
See the state I’m in now?
Callin’ the hunter with a rifle
‘Cause right now that’s the ball where we be chained
Shoot it true
I want you in the picture
That’s why I’m calling you (calling you)
I’m the lonely twin, the left hand
Reset myself and get back on track
I don’t want this isolation
See the state I’m in now?
If I pick it up when I know that it’s broken
Do I put it back?
Or do I head out on to the lonesome track and let you go?
I’m the lonely twin, the left hand
I don’t want this isolation
See the state I’m in now?
If I pick it up when I know that it’s broken
Do I put it back?
Or do I head out on to the lonesome track and let you go?
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«Weakness»
The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell other how much they love them while they’re alive.
Orlando Aloysius Battista
«Like a Beast»
Sweet, Sexy, Intelligent, Classy and still fuck the soul right out of you like a beast.
«Feel the rain on your skin»
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your innovations
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah
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