jueves, diciembre 15, 2005
Down in a Hole
Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom
Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who won't let himself be
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, losin' control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
of my feelings beneath
Oh I want to be inside of you
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, out of control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom
Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who won't let himself be
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, losin' control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
of my feelings beneath
Oh I want to be inside of you
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, out of control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied
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Espero, sea pronto.
Te entiendo... veo que tenemos un par de sentimientos enen común por estos días.
Sentimientos que todos hemos vivido, pero vaya que duelen.
En fin. te mando ánimo,.
saludos.
Te entiendo... veo que tenemos un par de sentimientos enen común por estos días.
Sentimientos que todos hemos vivido, pero vaya que duelen.
En fin. te mando ánimo,.
saludos.
Una de mis peores pesadillas (y recurrentes por lo demás) es estar enterrado, e intentar salir y golpear para que me escuchen y que no pase nada de nada. Me muero siempre de la desesperación, y no necesariamente de la falta de oxígeno.
La canción me recordó un poco esa pesadilla.
Lo bueno es que eventualmente uno despierta. Ánimo y saludos!
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La canción me recordó un poco esa pesadilla.
Lo bueno es que eventualmente uno despierta. Ánimo y saludos!
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