Por siempre estarás en mi. Los errores que cometí en mi vida no pesan tanto como el de haberte dejado sin razones para quedarte. Hoy y siempre permanecerás. Hoy te recuerdo cómo siempre lo he hecho, cómo nunca he dejado de hacerlo.
Podría correr tras de ti una vez más pero ya me he cansado de correr tras es viento; tras una promesa que nunca cumplimos, un sueño de juventud que se desvanece cuándo la mirada empieza a empañarse por la realidad. Fuiste mi dulce juventud, mi más grande anhelo. Me mantuviste con vida cuando ya no había esperanza. Hoy recuerdo con amargura que nada es eterno; la ambición y el deseo son más poderosos que la mediocridad para algunos, no todos vivimos bajo una roca.
Ten suerte, y a pesar del rencor y el dolor no puedo dejar esos maravillosos días de verano a tu lado. Mi vida perdió un poco de brillo al apagarse tu luz. Hoy deseo saber que camino tomar, alguno que me saque de la tiniebla y me acerque a ti.
Tus sueños son sólo tuyos. Hoy y siempre serán tu fuerza. Yo no puedo volar o correr, jamás he podido, yo sólo puedo caminar a dónde quiera que sea necesario.
Algún día tal vez las sendas se volverán a unir y en ese momento sabremos qué fue lo que el tiempo le ofreció a cada quien: sabremos que nos tocó pagar y perder para ganar el futuro.
Si corres, no olvides mirar atrás para admirar cuán lejos te han llevado tus pasos. Hoy ya no llevas un lastre encima. Sólo el tiempo sabe a dónde termina tu camino.
jueves, octubre 10
domingo, enero 13
Rain in Soho
No one knows where the lone wolf sleeps
No one sees the hidden treasure in the castle keep
No one learns the secret name
No one burns in the absent flame
No one broke D.B. Cooper's fall
No one hopes to hear the bagman call
Children piping in the main square
But no one's dancing
No one's dancing down there
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
No promise sweeter than a blood pact
Nothing harder to go through than a vanishing act
No morning colder than the first frost
No friends close than the ones we've lost
Nothing sharper than a serpent's tooth
Nothing harder than the gospel truth
Though you repent and don sackcloth and try to make nice
You can't cross the same river twice
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
There's a club where you'd like to go
You could meet someone who's lost like you
Revel in the darkness like a pair of open graves
Fumble through the fog for a season or two
No town more barren than our town
No haven safer than the one they tore down
No greater love than to lay my life down for a friend
No sweeter pleasure than to see the credits clear through to the end
No one knows where the lone wolf's gone
No one sees it camped out right there in the front lawn
We played for you but you would not sing
No one was going to get away with anything
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
No one sees the hidden treasure in the castle keep
No one learns the secret name
No one burns in the absent flame
No one broke D.B. Cooper's fall
No one hopes to hear the bagman call
Children piping in the main square
But no one's dancing
No one's dancing down there
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
No promise sweeter than a blood pact
Nothing harder to go through than a vanishing act
No morning colder than the first frost
No friends close than the ones we've lost
Nothing sharper than a serpent's tooth
Nothing harder than the gospel truth
Though you repent and don sackcloth and try to make nice
You can't cross the same river twice
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
There's a club where you'd like to go
You could meet someone who's lost like you
Revel in the darkness like a pair of open graves
Fumble through the fog for a season or two
No town more barren than our town
No haven safer than the one they tore down
No greater love than to lay my life down for a friend
No sweeter pleasure than to see the credits clear through to the end
No one knows where the lone wolf's gone
No one sees it camped out right there in the front lawn
We played for you but you would not sing
No one was going to get away with anything
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
The river goes where the water flows
But no one knows where the Batcave closed
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