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TIRED (my sixth SONG) TIREDTime flies by A few bystanders have waved goodbye, It took me time to realize There’s a price. She said: "cry all you want", She changed the document, switched the font, She dragged me far away from shore And closed the door. And I grew tired, I felt tired. It didn’t help to ache. I made the same mistakes When I met you. I’m losing this race, And there’s no use in gaining pace. I ventured far, ignored my chores, And lost my course. Yet I feel blood in my veins . I say to myself: "are you insane?" But I can’t help to fall again For you. And I grow tired, I feel tired. It doesn’t help to ache. I wish my sense would wake And forget you. 31/07/2005 19:46 Enlace permanente. Tema: My Songs. Comentarios » Ir a formulario |
El blog de Woodsman"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to drive life into a corner and reduce it to its lowest terms, to know it by experience and be able to give a true account in my next excursion" (Henry David Thoreau)
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