Voy a desnudar tu alma beso a beso hasta sentir. Que tu cuerpo se derrama como lluvia sobre m. Por el borde de tu espalda voy a dibujar mi amor. Sin ocultar esta pasin.
Voy a desnudar tu alma beso a beso hasta sentir. Que tu cuerpo se derrama como lluvia sobre m. Por el borde de tu espalda voy a dibujar mi amor. Sin ocultar esta pasin.
Como decirselo. No encuentro forma, no. Muero por tenerla. Y sin ella no soy yo. . Solo por el temor a su rechazo. Cuento los dias. Para sentirla entre mis brazos.
Days go by and I'm wishing. That you were kissing me goodnight. Every sunrise I'm so lonely. And I'm trying to get by. . The thought of you comes back into my mind.
Save every little kiss for me tonight. Like the one you gave me once upon a time. And when the moon and stars come out to shine. I'll tell them, each and every one of them you're mine.
Perdona si te estoy llamando en este momento. Pero me haca falta escuchar de nuevo. Aunque sea un instante tu respiracin. . Disculpa s que estoy violando nuestro juramento.
Perdona si te estoy llamando en este momento. Pero me haca falta escuchar de nuevo. Aunque sea un instante tu respiracion. . Disculpa se que estoy violando nuestro juramento.
so i keep watch. and you keep breaking. breaking formation to become. someone else. and your eyes become corridors. where i wander with a candle. calling out to you.
i took my time. and whatever else i could find. i didn't care at the time. i've got it all planned. i'm gonna mark out my land. i've drawn some lines in the sand.
you think of white. somewhere outside. somehow connected to your brain. or about to knock on your door. . eternity. is a policy. . magnetism and mystery.
picked the wrong time to be looking up at the night. popular belief came down,. destroyed his house and claimed his sight. forwards in lockstop barely able to draw breath.
She's out and back. She's looking for the matches. We built our own logic. And now we scatter it's ashes. We dropped a feather from the eighty-first floor.
he is alive and kicking. he calls it gymnastics, calls it velocity. and you spend twenty years climbing and never change your mind. and you call it the path of least resistance.
it must be something in the air, she said. that makes it so square when we get together. feels like snakes in my hair. and it feels all wrong somehow.
And now he craves a complication. You're something up his sleeve. He bends the rails to miss the station. To let the pressure breathe. And now for real eyes of this fiction.
minutes seem like seconds. and the seconds seem like days. that doesn't make sense. put down the phone. be sure you hang up first. that doesn't make sense.
walked for hours so i can think for a minute. this is a crowded road and i've got a speed limit. drag me out of my bed cos i'm drowning in it. pick up a clean slate and beat me to death with it.
you're not the first to think that everything has been thought before. i spoke to an echo and he said "i'm not satisfied i want something more". . 'cause i am bored with three dimensions.
Domestic bliss and trapdoors. Where have I been. A step from this falling elevator. This speeding train. Crawling down the freeway. Just to start. To start it all over again.
just a simple change of scenery. from 360 degrees. maybe it's all we need. 6, 5, 4, 3. welcome to the last minute. and we've spent it on a sound byte.