Do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once?
I am one of those melodramatic fools, neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it.

Oct 26, 2006

Humming



Sometimes I feel like crawling
cause walking is just not good enough
It gets me nowhere near you.
But if I'm crawling
you won't be able to see me
when I finally reach your leg
and pull your pants
trying to get your attention.
So I'm gonna have to learn to fly
and maybe when I'm up there
dancing around your ears
you'll see me
but you won't be able to catch me
cause I'll fly away
I promess I'll fly away.
Sometimes I feel like dancing
but I've never seen someone
killing my rythm so fast
I want to keep moving
but your long legs won't follow me
My feet are not going to wait
for your perfect song
In other words... honey you suck
In other words... baby kiss me

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SOY GARRIK

Cuántos hay que, cansados de la vida,
enfermos del pesar, muertos de tedio,
hacen reír como el actor suicida,
sin encontrar para su mal remedio!

¡Ay! Cúantas veces al reír se llora,
Nadie en lo alegre de la risa fíe,
porque en los seres que el dolor devora,
el alma gime cuando el rostro ríe.

Si se muere la fe, si huye la calma,
si sólo abrojos nuestra planta pisa,
lanza a la faz la tempestad del alma,
un relámpago triste: la sonrisa.

El carnaval del mundo engaña tanto,
que las vidas son breves mascaradas;
aquí aprendemos a reír con llanto
y también a llorar con carcajadas.