miércoles, 7 de marzo de 2012

lunes, 9 de enero de 2012

Plastic World

Everyone said I only thought about me
But the truth is I didn't have time to think at all
Now's the time to conquer this land
I wanted to steal someone else's food
Crash in the famous planet of ambition

I'm stuck in the white sheep mix
And I'm a sheep but as black as coal
I hope she steals your boyfriend while your eyes are closed
and that every time that your brain crashes you're the one to blame
cause the mess you made me live has got no compression
I really loved, and you took it out of me

And if I was perfect, what would change?
Should I kiss the girl, should I kiss the boy?
What's the meaning of it all? 
World of plastic, thrown into dirt
I should leave my body where it is.
That's just perfect.

You're still laughing at me? I hope you have a happy death
nightmares don't require a waking up, they just need time
And I'll be glad if this doesn't happen to you:
every time I wake up I learn something
It aches in my heart for you being so stupid
I wonder how many times did you scream into the wind
I love you
Instead of waiting for a big ass to come please your night

There is a corruption in the air
I'm losing the game and I'm still winning
And my hands are once again empty
but I'm happy again
Sun came out at the end.

I choose not to be a living trend, thank you. 

jueves, 3 de noviembre de 2011

Space Man Dory & The Spiders of Mars meet Aladdin Sane and his Diamond Dogs while the Young Americans go from Station to Station...

...to find the Lowest Heroes living as Lodgers, escaping in the way from Scary Monsters who shout "Let's Dance!" while Tonight a couple whisper to each other, "Never Let Me Down" and as the war of the Black Ties and White Noises continues Outside, Earthlings keep breathing for it to end within hours, as the Heathen Reality is coming to a Toyful end. 

lunes, 26 de septiembre de 2011

Amor Segunda Parte

I never talked about Love and I will never do because It does not exist. Maybe we can find something alike, but not exactly. Phenomena of your mind. That's what it is.

Those who don't believe in it seem to be the hopeless kind. Sorry, but... get a life.

viernes, 16 de septiembre de 2011

Poem for Ray Bradbury

In a spaceship I am.
With nothing in between.
No moons nor stars. No cities nor nature.

Just darkness.

In which people are only ethereal beings
That only live in my head.
Why should I care who I was before
Or where am I heading?

When there is "no particular night or morning"

miércoles, 14 de septiembre de 2011

We're Gone

Fragile Seams
We have gone away
From this pristine place

I swear I had followed you,
but now we're lost

Come back to me...

I feel so as a machine
In yourself, as we walk
And then, you ask me to come back
My friend, I'm afraid, to say
We're gone.

I failed in my attempt to
wash your brain.
I don't mind.
I won't disappear for a while
Let's go away, let's say we're gone.
Oh no, you're wrong,
That's a bad thing to do, I don't mind what they say.
Oh no, we need to go away, and again, again,
tell them We are Gone