domingo, 25 de febrero de 2007

T.B.


AND IN HER EYES YOU SEE NOTHING
 I don’t know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I don’t know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.
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Mme. Lamort dijo...

(P.F.)

SO, SO YOU THINK YOU CAN TELL HEAVEN FROM HELL,
BLUE SKIES FROM PAIN.

CAN YOU TELL A GREEN FIELD FROM A COLD STEEL RAIL?

A SMILE FROM A VEIL?

DO YOU THINK YOU CAN TELL?

AND DID THEY GET YOU TO TRADE YOUR HEROES FOR GHOSTS?

HOT ASHES FOR TREES?

HOY AIR FOR A COOL BREEZE?

COLD COMFORT FOR CHANGE?

AND DID YOU EXCHANGE A WALK ON PART IN THE WAR FOR A LEAD ROLE IN A CAGE?

HOW I WISH, HOW I WISH YOU WERE HERE.

WE´RE JUST TWO LOST SOULS SWIMMING IN A FISH BOWL,

YEAR AFTER YEAR,

RUNNING OVER THE SAME OLD GROUND.

WHAT HAVE FOUND?

THE SAME OLD FEARS.

WISH YOU WERE HERE.

14 de marzo de 2007, 16:48

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