domingo, 18 de marzo de 2012

Invented

When I first came to see you I called it Houston street 
Could we meet? Show me all the things you see?
I'm one more here
Some old-time pioneer
Who believes with shaken faith
I still have some cool
I could leave you here with your "people"
If I'm a flag you'd not prefer to wave
You're always in my head
You're just what I wanted
I live in constant debt
To feel you, invented
When I first come to LA I meet you the old fashioned way
Too drunk
Even worse, much too lonely
I'll leave it there
A busted homesteader
Who believes in virgin grace
Somewho I'll stay proud
Any dick can roll up in a suit
But only I would know what really moves you
You're always in my head
You're just what I wanted
I live in constant debt
To feel you, invented
There's a cinematic end
I picture it just right
Having trouble with the right words
But you tell me with your eyes:
There's something good I miss
Something I can't find
Do you believe me now?
Can you see it in my eyes?
You're always in my head
You're just what I wanted
I live in constant debt
To feel you, invented
                    Jimmy Eat World
En volá el aleatorio quiere que llore. Ahora me tira Falling Away with you de Muse. Palos, palos everywhere. 
"Staying awake to chase a dream, tasting the air you're breathing in..."

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