sebisLife

so, so you think you can tell

AhhhhHHHHhHhHhHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
lo que para uno es lo principal de su vida diaria, para el resto es solo una boludez, cuando voy a crecer.
Solo se trata de eso no? crecer y ver todo de una forma adulta y eficaz.
Juro que trato.


Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.

posted by Sebiss @ 8:16 PM