Solo quiero mirar a las nubes y ya no existe medicina y porque he vuelto a enamorarme de esta nube que es de pegatina. Las aceras son de barro y
Had an epiphany, and this what it seems These smoking mirrors don't wanna believe For far too long they've been plottin on me The stories unfolding now
I know you're out there I can feel you now I know that you're afraid You're afraid of us You're afraid of change I don't know the future I didn't come
So many times in the past I have been hearing This word I don't understand: What is |The Matrix|? The quest is over today 'Cause the answer Came right
While digesting Reader?s Digest In the back of a dirty book store A plastic flag with gum on the back Fell out on the floor. Well,I picked it up and
While digesting Reader's Digest in the back of a dirty book store A plastic flag, with gum on the back fell out on the floor Well, I picked it up and
I've been doing this for too long to keep Singing the same song This is another one of those happy moments not made for anyone I don't rap in bumper stickers
Me and my mate we think you're great Some we like and some we hate I know him I've seen him on the adverts Got any badges posters stickers or t-shirts
So when my voice breaks It's called interpretation When I Hold a note It's cause I want to... Not cause I feel anything about you So don't flatter yourself
Every day I try so hard to know your mind And find out what's inside you Time goes on and I don't know just where you are Or how I'm going to find
Would you like to know a secret? Just between you and me I don't know where I'm going next, I don't know who I'm gonna be Yeah, and that's the other side
He will bring happiness in a pipe He'll ride away on his silver bike And apart from that he'll be so kind In consenting to blow your mind Fly Translove
I see your face in a masquerade I see your made up smile When the show is over what is left behind? Its in your eyes, its in your hair How come they
The secret war Issues of a complicated manner Hammer away at my mood As I stay glued to the possibility That really it's all okay Silly of me to think
I thought love so gentle so pure I knew love so sweet and so secure Turning with an open heart With a touch we would never be apart Flames of love now
"With whom shall I have this dialogue? The mad, the noble, the wit? The past lurks under layers of fog, Evolution's hall is unlit Thoughts and visions
Ils collent a nos collants les autocollants laissent sur nos doigts de longs fils gluants ils sont enervants les autocollants attaches a nous desesperement