| Lo que viene siendo una de mis canciones favoritas |
 Lo que viene siendo una de mis canciones favoritas
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Jul. 8th, 2008 @ 02:20 am 
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I watch the Western sky,the sun is sinking,
The geese are flying South,it sets me thinking,
I did not miss you much,I did not suffer,
What did not kill me just made me tougher.
I feel the winter come,his icy sinews,
Now in the fireligh the case continues;
Another night in court,the same old trial,
The same old questions asked,the same denial.
The shadows close me round like jury members,
I look for answers in the fire's embers:
Why was I missing then,that whole December?
I give my usual line:"I don't remember".
Another winter comes,his icy fingers creep
Into these bones of mine,these memories never sleep
And all these differences,a cloak I borrowed,
We kept our distances,why should it follow
I must have loved you?
What is the force that binds the stars?
I wore this mask to hide my scars
What is the power that pulls the tides?
I never could find a place to hide
What moves the Earth around the Sun?
What could I do but run and run and run
Afraid to love,afraid to fail,
A mast without a sail...
The moon's a fingernail and slowly sinking,
Another day begins,and now I'm thinking
That this indiference was my invention
When everything I did sought your attention.
You were my compass star,you were my measure,
You were a pirate's map of buried treasure.
If this was all correct,the last thing I'd expect,
The prosecution rests,it's time that I confess:
I must have loved you
Ah,por cierto...
¡HOLA!Instead of singing birds...: Ghost story - Sting |
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