He's a real nowhere man, sitting in his nowhere land, making all his nowhere
plans for nobody. Doesn't have a point of view, knows not where he's going to.
isn't he a bit like you and me?



domingo, 16 de mayo de 2010

On bended knee is no way to be free
Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently
All my destinations will accept the one that's me
So I can breathe


Circles they grow and they swallow people whole
Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know
A mind full of questions, and a teacher in my soul
And so it goes

Don't come closer or I'll have to go
Holding me like gravity are places that pull
If ever there was someone to keep me at home
It would be you

Everyone I come across, in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought
I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive


Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere
Underneath my being is a road that disappeared
Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead
Overhead

Leave it to me as I find a way to be
Consider me a satellite, forever orbiting
I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me
Guaranteed
.



4 comentarios:

  1. Es de la pelicula "Into the Wild" no?? me encanta esa peli.....es bastante reflexiva. Al menos ese efecto tuvo en mi.....

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  2. Exacto de la película 'into the wild'... tambíén tuvo su alta cuota de reflexión para mi. Muy buena, al menos asi lo veo yo.

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