My Dashboard Confessional

ull never shine if you dont glow (pum!pum!)hey now..only shooting stars...break the mold...only shooting staaaaars break the mooooooOOold..

4.1.11

my hands and my heart and my head


cuantas veces he pedido no sentir mas?
o vivir en un pueblito ,entre una montaña,con un rio cerca,
con abrigos a veces,
besar la costa ..otras veces,
y que mi corazon solo escriba poesias,
que mis pies solo vayan donde suene la musica,
que mi boca solo escupa palabras de Fe
de Paz
de Alegria,
que llorar sea de emocion,
que los bailes sean solo de victoria.


cuantas veces he pedido no sentir mas?
cuantas veces debo llorar para no sentir mas?
cuantas veces mas debo fingir?
cuantas veces mas debo ser real?
cuantas veces descubrir q esta bien o esta mal?
dejar de culparme por ser yo?
de alegrarme que yo soy yo?
cuantas veces mas debo olvidar?
entender que good is not good enough?or...maybe being good is the problem?
que if ur not fucked up..so..vas a tener q decir adios
que si no dañas lo suficiente,tienes q decir adios,
lo correcto no ha llegado?lo malo se va de mis manos?
no me importa,que me lo hagan mas facil,
estoy bien como estoy conmigo,
que no me hagan sentir mas.
oh!desacostumbrarme!
perdonar!
olvidar!
cuantas veces mas?

cuantas veces mas debo escribir este post?

Mumford sons -but my heart told my hand

As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts
Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms
Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night?
For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt

And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no
This time no"

We'll be washed and buried one day my girl
And the time we were given will be left for the world
The flesh that lived and loved will be eaten by plague
So let the memories be good for those who stay

And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no"
Yes, my heart told my head
"This time no
This time no"

Oh the shame that sent me off from the God that I once loved
Was the same that sent me into your arms
Oh and pestilence is won when you are lost and I am gone
And no hope, no hope will overcome

And if your strife strikes at your sleep
Remember spring swaps snow for leaves
You'll be happy and wholesome again
When the city clears and sun ascends

And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no"

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