Sunday, 30 December 2012

Imagine

Imagine there is anarchy.
Everyone's insane.
Buy today, pay tomorrow.
Credit card economy.
Imagine there is heaven,
You can get there if you pay.
Some new four-dollar sunglasses,
All the latest things.
Imagine all the people,
Living for today!

Imagine there's no planning.
LSD and no restraint.
Imagine all the money
It took to treat your STDs.
Imagine no commitments,
Come and go just as you please.
Imagine Yoko Ono
Breaking up your band.

Imagine old Vlad Lenin
In worker's paradise.
Imagine watered-down buddhism,
Mediated through drugged-up rock stars.
Imagine children singing
At the Olympic games.

You may say I’m alarmist
Or a hater, all the same.
But this song is creepy
Communistic bombast.

And if that’s not religion.
I really don’t know what is.
Erasing borders and unity is great.
Do we have to kill God along the way?
Hey hippie, what’s with all the hate?

Maybe that’s just what’s needed
To justify your way of life
Sleep with who you want to
Feel above them all.








Sunday, 9 December 2012

Heaven and Hell



Weariness
hurt
oh

and there’s bullet holes in the road sign
marking mixed-up


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Sunday, 2 December 2012

Dame Vueltas

Para Dani, quien es un ejemplo de fé para mí.

Papá
Dame vueltas
Quiero sentir
Esta emoción
Otra vez
Yo sé que puedo volar
Contigo

Papá
Dame vueltas
Una más, una vez más
Yo no quiero estar en otro
     lugar que
En tus brazos
Abrazame fuerte

Papá
¿Que me cargas?
Estoy cansado
Sin esperanza
Hemos caminado más allá
Que mis piernas pueden

Papá
Dame vueltas
Volteame
Todo necesita
Cambiar mi corazón es
Tan duro
Y hay mucha basura
Adentro

Papá
¿Que me cargas?
Mis fuerzas no aguantan
Escalar montañas, hacer
     milagros, ver el cielo
     ni vivir con esperanza
Cargame en mi cansancía
Papá, dame vueltas