4 de Octubre 2004
Galapogos
Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child.
Softly stolen under our blanket skies
and rescue me from me, and all that I believe.
I won't deny the pain.
I won't deny the change.
And should I fall from grace here with you.
Will you leave me too?
Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree.
Hold me for goodbyes and whispered lullabyes.
And tell me I am still
the man I'm supposed to be.
I won't deny the pain.
I won't deny the change.
And should I fall from grace here with you.
Will you leave me too?
Too late to turn back now, I'm running out of sound.
And I am changing, changing.
And if we died right now, this fool you love somehow
is here with you.
I won't deny the pain.
I won't deny the change.
And should I fall from grace here with you.
Would you leave me too?
Would you leave me too?
Galapogos. Abril 2004. A Teresa.
La canción es preciosisisima, lástima que mi cd se raye a mitad de ésta (caca),y el dibujo tb, es cojonudo (nueva palabra), evidentemnte porque salgo yo en primer plano y en menor medida por el artista dibujantísimo que lo creó.
Escrito por Tere a las 5 de Octubre 2004 a las 09:48 PMAsí que en menor medida por el que lo creó, ¿eh? XD
Escrito por Xabier a las 7 de Octubre 2004 a las 03:09 PMPor supuestísimo, qué te creias?
de verdad...
:D
Escrito por tere a las 8 de Noviembre 2004 a las 12:24 AM