miércoles, 28 de enero de 2009

El silencio como la mejor arma



Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.

Constant over stimu-lation numbs me
but I would not want
You any other way.

Cause,
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said,
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.

I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way.

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not want me any other way.

But,
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said,
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.

Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

How can this mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging till
I feel something.

Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.


Como en reiteradas ocasiones he meditado a través de mis soliloquios, el mejor compañero y el arma más atinada es nuestra voz interna. Cuando intentamos engañarla y posponer su veredicto, allí cuando tropezamos en nuestra infidelidad connatural. Sin descartar mis emociones, las valijas que vas armando con el tiempo para lanzarte a un hallazgo, que desde otro hemisferio puedes descubrir de una forma más sencilla.Agradezco de alguna manera la sinceridad, debido a que es un tanto difícil cuando construyes casas en el aire sin una base fortificada, porque ésta caerá más rápido del cálculo imprevisto.

El primer atisbo definitivo, una humarada, confín indeseado, pero no importa nada suele ser ilusorio para siempre y las oportunidades de ser admirado a plenitud forjando un altar inconmovible, no suele estar en los sitios donde uno intentaba eregir las bases.

Una vez más no importa, todo se revierte y ha llegado el desarraigo...




Wear your grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what we will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.

Clutch it like a cornerstone. otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip it to the lonesome end.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. otherwise it all comes down.
Terrified of being wrong. ultimatum prison cell.

Saturn ascends, choose one or ten. hang on or be humbled again.

Clutch it like a cornerstone. otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip it to the lonesome end.
Saturn ascends, comes round again.
Saturn ascends, the one, the ten. ignorant to the damage done.

Wear your grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what you will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.

Wear the grudge like a crown. desperate to control.
Unable to forgive. and were sinking deeper.

Defining, confining, sinking deeper. controlling, defining, and were sinking
Deeper.

Saturn comes back around to show you everything
Lets you choose what you will not see and then
Drags you down like a stone or lifts you up again
Spits you out like a child, light and innocent.

Saturn comes back around. lifts you up like a child or
Drags you down like a stone to
Consume you till you choose to let this go.
Choose to let this go.

Give away the stone. let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated
Anchor.
Give away the stone. let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges
Into gold.

Let go.

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