Sunday, January 29, 2012

days pass and this emptiness fills my heart



love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes

love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

bandas de las que ya me harté

Sí, bandas de las que ya estoy harto verlas en vivo sólo a través de youtube, aquí les dejo la lista

Taking Back Sunday
Anti-flag
A New Found Glory
Dropkick Murphys
Death Cab for Cutie

Este año sólo estos me emocionaría ver. Bueno si regresa Pearl Jam haría un esfuerzo por verlos


Friday, December 30, 2011

What are you doing New Year’s Eve?



Maybe it’s much too early in the game
Ah, but I thought I’d ask you just the same
What are you doing New Year’s
New Year’s Eve?


Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight
When it’s exactly twelve o’clock that night
Welcoming in the New Year
New Year’s Eve


Maybe I’m crazy to suppose
I’d ever be the one you chose
Out of a thousand invitations
You’d receive


Ah, but in case I stand one little chance
Here comes the jackpot question in advance
What are you doing New Year’s
New Year’s Eve?


Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight
When it’s exactly twelve o’clock that night
Welcoming in the New Year
New Year’s Eve


What are you doing New Year’s Eve?

Monday, December 26, 2011

I can't react


I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out


Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now


Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won


Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice


You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing it loud

Sunday, November 27, 2011

It's some kind that leaves me alone, you know


You ever hear the story of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
I've been talkin' to my alter, says "Life is what you make it
And if you make it death well rest your soul away, away, away"

It's a broken kind of feeling, she'd have to tie me to the ceiling
A bad moon's comin', better say your prayers
I wanna tell her that I love her, but does it really matter?
I just can't stand to see you dragging down again, again, again

So I'm singing, oh this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's some kind that leaves me alone, you know
Oh this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone

I used to treat you like a lady, now you're my substitute teacher
This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man some money, so I'm turnin over honey
Yes, Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time, yeah

This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone
Now this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that, it's the kind that

Leaves me alone
Like a crown of thorns
It's all who you know
So don't burn your bridges, woman
'Cause someday, yeah

So I'm singing
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves you alone, yeah
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that, kind that leaves me alone

Like a crown of thorns
It's all who you know
Come on, come on, come on
Don't burn your bridges, woman

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

My life has become a boring pop song



(And today was a day just like any other)

I'm on the verge, I'm on the verge
Unraveling with every word
With every word you say, make me believe
That I won't feel your tires on the street
As I'm finding the words... you're getting away

I come undone, oh yes, I do
Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you
And every word you say, say something sweet
Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth
As I'm finding the words... you're getting away

Well I'm ready, I'm ready to drop
Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't stop
I'm ready so don't stop, Keep pushing
I'm ready to fall, oh, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't call, I'm ready so don't call

I am aware, I've been misled
I disconnect my heart, my head
Don't wanna recognize when things go bad
The things that you'll accept
Except that I am finding the words... to say

I'm ready, I'm ready to drop
Oh oh oh oh oh, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't stop
I'm ready so don't stop

(I wake up to find it's another
Four aspirin morning, and I dive in
I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday.
When did society decide that we had to change
And wash a tee shirt after every individual use:
If it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it.
I take the stairs to the car
And there's fog on the windows.
(And I'm Fighting the words...)
I need caffeine in my blood stream,
I take caffeine in the blood stream.
I grip the wheel and all at once I realize:
(And you're getting away...)
My life has become a boring pop song
And everyone's singing along.)

Well, I'm ready, to drop, well, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't stop, oh
Well, keep pushing, I'm ready to fall
Well, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't call
I'm ready so don't call, oh... oh... oh...

Tuesday, November 08, 2011

Monday, November 07, 2011

si yo te hubiera dicho no, no me dejes




No quiero ni volver a oir tu nombre
no quiero ni saber a donde vas
así­ me lo dijiste aquella noche
aquella negra noche de mi mal.


Si yo te hubiera dicho no te vayas
que triste me esperaba el porvenir
si yo te hubiera dicho no,no me dejes
mi propio corazón se iba a reir.


Por eso fue que me viste tan tranquilo
caminar serenamente bajo un cielo más que azul,
Despues ya ves, me aguante hasta donde pude,
termine llorando a mares donde no me vieras tú.


Si yo te hubiera dicho no te vayas
qué triste me esperaba el porvenir
si yo te hubiera dicho no, no me dejes
mi propio corazón se iba a reir.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

I used to treat you like a lady



You ever hear the story of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
I've was talkin' to my alter, says "Life is what you make it,
And if you make it death well rest your soul away, away, away"

It's a broken kind of feeling, she'll have to tie me to the ceiling
A bad moon's comin', better say your prayers
I wanna tell you that I love you, but does it really matter?
I just can't stand to see you dragging down again, again, again

So I'm singing, this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves you alone, yeah
Oh this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone

I used to treat you like a lady, now you're my substitute teacher
This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man some money, so I'm turnin' over honey
Ah, Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time, oh yeah

This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that, it's the kind that
Leaves me alone

Like a crown of thorns
It's all who you know
So don't burn your bridges,
'Cause someday, yeah

So I'm singing
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves you alone, yeah
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that, leaves me alone

Don't burn your bridges, woman

Monday, October 24, 2011

please end these sleepless nights for me



Through the sleepless nights I cry for you
and wonder who is kissing you
Oh these sleepless nights will break my heart in two

Somehow through the days I don't give in
I hide the tears that wait within
Oh but then through sleepless nights I cry again

Why did you go? Why did you go?
Don't you know, don't you know
I need you?

I keep hoping you'll come back to me
Oh let it be, please let it be
Oh my love, please end these sleepless nights for me