Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Clocks.

Lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have bought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead (Singing)

Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can’t be named
A tiger’s waiting to be tamed (Singing)

You are...You are...
Confusion that never stops
The closing walls and the ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop, that you now know (Singing)

Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease (Singing)

You are...you are...You are...you are...
You are...you are...You are...you are...
And nothing else compares...
And nothing else compares...
And nothing else compares...

You are...you are...
Home... home... where I wanted to go...
Home... home... where I wanted to go...

By: Coldplay

Nada como una buena rola, para despedir el dia frente al mar en una inoportuna y helada tarde de primavera...con ella a mi lado, una taza de café en la mano...
¿Qué más puedo pedir?

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