martes, 28 de agosto de 2007

... and all that could have been

Hay que ver cómo sois, que no se os puede gastar una broma (¿cuela?). Hay algunas cosas, como este blog, a las que uno no puede renunciar por muy desilusionado que se esté. Para otras... no queda más remedio.

Staring at the sea
will she come?
Is there hope for me
after all is said and done
Anything at any price
all of this for you
All the spoils of a wasted life
all of this for you

All the world has closed her eyes
tried faith all worn and thin
For all we could have done
and all that could have been

Ocean pulls me close
and whispers in my ear
The destiny I've chose
all becoming clear
The currents have their say
the time is drawing near
Washes me away
makes me disappear

I descend from grace
in arms of undertow
I will take my place
in the geat below

I can still feel you
even so far away

7 comentarios :

  1. Ahi estamos colega.Me alegro.

  2. COMA-ME USTED TODA LA POLLA. Aunque he de reconocer que me ha hecho gracia.

  3. Qué pasa, qué yo tengo que hacer de metalera?


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