martes, 3 de abril de 2012

Whereabouts

I can say I've had enough this time
Of going astray wondering why
This strife feels like and endless drain
which sucks and spits and churns its hate
Anyhow the stream will flow
so I can finally take a bow

Heading back to where the gears were born
I soon realize my limbs grow sore
An ache constrains me to let go
Of all these yearnings, hopes and so
We all once were somebody's fool
Worship, praising, prancing tools

There blows the hazy-lazy gale
them barn owls hoot old fairytales
But I ain't stepping out this deck
Not while I can have your silk-pale neck
I turn you 'round to meet that glance:
Two spots of green moss that left me bare.

And as the fog melts loops and banks
The nightingale begins its chant
Oh what a splendid lullaby!
For those whose death stands by
The steamboat wheels paddle with fright
Your cheeks blush softly, jealous is the night
My eyes, your lips, thighs;bodies intertwined

I thought that I'd seen it all but...
I wasn't even closer to what you're worth
Ohio watches over us so that we never let her down.

jueves, 16 de febrero de 2012

Land Ahoy!


On my way to the Central Station
people pass me by in a blur
As my eyes capture the scene in slow motion
In my head pops up the time remaining
and my feet tell me the way is rough

The seat becomes my time machine
I sit back to feel at ease
switching places once more
I heard they're expecting heavy rains

I'm just a traveler
I'm a bit of a wanderer
I leave from time to time
and it's not that I want to
What? You want to keep me close?
No thanks but you are very kind
It's hard to stay alert
if your mind is divided 
Next time be sure to call
I'll play the role uninvited

Oh I cannot recall 
how many years it's been since
I opened up Pandora's Box
Can you close it for me?
Although my innermost friend 
knows how it should've been
"-Think of wonders you've seen"
He says I've yet to live
there are still plans to sow
in many places they grow

It doesn't really matter which city I'm in
Girona, London, Prague, Barcelona or Beijing
For the whole world is my playground
Take your ticket join my laughing
shake tristesse out of here.

I'm just a traveler
I'm a bit of a wanderer
I leave from time to time
and it's not that I want to
What? You want to keep me close?
No thanks but you are very kind
It's hard to stay alert
if your mind is divided 
Next time be sure to call
I'll play the role uninvited

As the feeling wolfs me down
the train announces the last stop
I'm more than sure I'll set sails soon
But in the meantime/ but while I rest here
I wouldn't mind to call this "home" too




The United Kingdom Syndrome


He catches a glimpse of doubt
She tries to hide her grief under a mask
Le them share the moment's thrill
Moving up to something clearer
Still untouched by the lights

Kept aside for times like these
Now she sruns through the garden
While the stars deflect their sparks
A hush is made and he follows her up
Somewhere warmer than the past
Soon they get there swift as hares
Wondering if there is anyone
 who cares

 Holding hands next to the fall
"Let's fly up and never come back"
But things will always follow its own course
As the night is fading out
Swallowed up by the skies, in the distance
a whish that got scarried away
Makes its way into his mind
"I will follow you until I die"

The Dawn burst into a thousand shades
A feeling of regret leaving their minds
Like a bubble swirling in the wind
They both share a look and take a step
Blind and sure, they share a look
With a cry the air receives them as they jump

Yet the fall is long enough so 
They swear to meet again
As their bodies get close, their souls embrace the whim
Of never being able to let go
but still knowing there
 's a flame to guide them home
 Let's hope they get there before fear kills them both.

A Midwinter Night's Scheme


Sometimes
I lie
awake in my bed at night
and when thoughts are leisure
I just let them out and smile
cause I see you

I feel your breath against my soul
Touch me softly 'n hear my howl
Swing your hips like winding roads
though all ptahs lead me to your lips

Here we are again, with that look on your face
wielding a grin as if I were to fight
back, you come like a whisper then I flick
then you're gone but
Hold on
keep dancing mad around my hands like fire
You know I'm thirst so let me sip from 
the stream you cause when you move your hands
like that
I'm just your rag doll shake me, tear me apart
Wear off your innocence and be the lioness who claims
for her prize
Oh-gas me!

Soothe the skyline
Kiss the stars above
Straight toward the space
Dive in Mars
they say it's frozen as hell
but in Mercury it's harsh.
I fly away inevitably, 
You lie still

Silent notes escaping from the blanket
Fleetingly tasting success, you roll over
trying to reach me out but I'll be out
for a while, chasing you down in my sleep




sábado, 17 de diciembre de 2011

(No) Strings Attached

(No) Strings Attached

I finally made my way out this maze
Through its veiled paths I wandered, summer days
Staggering wonders I couldn't have known
For I were to stay up tied tight to a rope
Remain tuned up to the brain-psyche waves
Don't forget to bury your hate
Cause it will eat up everything you stand for
Let's endure the bumps a little bit more
I can't say I won't drink all the wine
Though I promise you the sips will taste fine
Oh, believe it or not I ran out of time

Cling to the keepsakes we stole
Dess full of songs filld up with holes
You won't find the proper hand
The one that taes out your strands
Come over my place
We'll choke in champaign
We'll fade out again

I lay on the courtyard while swallowing dust
A waterfall lifts weight up so fast
You know, falling apart isn't that bad
Let the children go astray
Follow the suit of your wayward cliché
Tonight clocks and walls are just as they may
Sell out shares of grief, the price isn't steep
Bargain and gamble my love; and your pride
I'll let you inside this cozy cave of mine

Hold on to the keepsaes we stole
Trunks full of pictures (that) we've yet to know
I wish you'd find the source of it all
Be careful, don't stumble when facing the fall
Come over here dear
We'll cut out french landscapes
The frame will be ours

For I used to be tied tight to the pole
Long ago I broke it all up.



viernes, 4 de noviembre de 2011

Perdent el Nord

El fum d'una cigarreta
omple el buit d'aquesta habitació
tot és d'un blanc conegut
però encara hi faltes tu.
encara m'hi faltes tu...

La bruíxola s'ha aturat
i estic cansat de caminar
la meva estrella plora
pel magnetisme perdut
d'aquelles nits sense final
però encara hi faltes tu
només em fas falta tu


Vivim del record
sense voler trobar el nord


Miro el mirall i només hi veig
reflexes d'un passat llunyà
i les teves mans...
on han anat a parar?

El cel rogenc se'n riu de mi
diu que mai no m'ha entés

Torna a cridar-me des del carrer
no espero res més
que veuret un altre cop
devant la meva porta
mirant-me amb aquells ulls
no em feien falta somnis
tu eres la meva llum
la meva llum

Ara visc del record
perdut sense voler trobar el nord
desitjant que un instant del temps
em torni el teu amor

Vull perdre'm al teu món
buscant el nord que et vas endur
doncs no sóc més
que un naufrag perdut
sense poder trobar el meu nord.

martes, 1 de noviembre de 2011

Cold-Weather Insurance

Powerless rides on top a broken horse
Still stuck with grief right behind the gates
No moral standings will save us from the sudden fall
so please tell me no more what to love and loathe

Across the void, erasing tracks of time
I try to roam but my limbs are sore
growing old tired of crumbling people's core
Is it all right if I want to grab mine?

Even if these words are just lies
stay alert when the odds deceive you
skip the warning signs hanging from the wall
run away 'til the buzzing dies
overpowered by mellow beats

Roll your dice and beat your luck up
before she finds out we cheated everywhere
but hold on hope, the sky drips oaths;
drenching clothes, flesh, bones and soul

Leaned upon this see-through landmark
never thought the whole view was just gone
Now the doors seems to be wide open
"Knock, Knock - Hey!"
and moonsoon floods the floors

I play dead while foam breaks on and on
tidal waves swirling mad
twisting fates
tangling glances
tousled looks.

Wolf me down before this build explodes
Back again where we both started
taming life so eager and naive
Tied and bound to glimmering poles
In this carroussel, called life;
Forlorn.