Woke up lost
In a world I didn't know
I shook it off and
I'm trying to make a go
Ever get the feeling that the story isn't done?
And you know that you are not the only one?
And I know you're out there somewhere
And I know that you are well
Looking for an answer
But only time can tell
Parallels
All things being equal
I'd rather not forget
The things I've seen
And the people that I've met
But something down inside me makes me think there's something more
And I don't have any proof, but I'm sure
And I know you're out there somewhere
And I know that you are well
Looking for an answer
But only time can tell
Parallels
Woke up lost
In a world I can't escape
What I'll become
Is slowly taking shape
Start again is not the end but altogether new
And I'm never giving up 'till I find you
And I know you're out there somewhere
And I know that you are well
Looking for an answer
But only time can tell
Parallels
I shook it off and
I'm trying to make a go
Ever get the feeling that the story isn't done?
And you know that you are not the only one?
And I know you're out there somewhere
And I know that you are well
Looking for an answer
But only time can tell
Parallels
All things being equal
I'd rather not forget
The things I've seen
And the people that I've met
But something down inside me makes me think there's something more
And I don't have any proof, but I'm sure
And I know you're out there somewhere
And I know that you are well
Looking for an answer
But only time can tell
Parallels
Woke up lost
In a world I can't escape
What I'll become
Is slowly taking shape
Start again is not the end but altogether new
And I'm never giving up 'till I find you
And I know you're out there somewhere
And I know that you are well
Looking for an answer
But only time can tell
Parallels
Parallels, Eels
Pues yo ahora mismito me siento con la necesidad de leer algún texto tuyo que nos dejes caer por aquí...
ReplyDeletePues no sé si es la belleza natural o humana que encontré en las montañas la que me ha dejado extasiada o el follón de regresar a la ciudad y ponerse a rodar con el cabaret. El caso es que en breve te narraré las bellas avenutras que viví las dos primeras semanas de agosto allá en los pirineos con un animal bello, libre y salvaje que creció en una manada de lobos en el bosque.
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