viernes, 26 de mayo de 2017

Nope




Algo se va de mí. Algo de franela y jeans gastados.
Los noventa son sólo una ilusión adolescente.
¿Qué fue de nosotros? Un trozo de papel tocado por la ausencia.


Circle - Edie Brickell & The New Bohemians 


Me, I'm a part of your circle of friends
& we notice you don't come around
Me, I think it all depends
On you touching ground with us
But
I quit -- I give up
Nothing's good enough for anybody else
It seems
& being alone is the best way to be
When I'm by myself it's the best way to be
When I'm all alone it's the best way to be
When I'm by myself nobody else can say goodbye
Everything is temporary anyway
When the streets are wet -- the colors slip into
The sky but I don't know that means you & I are
That means you &
I quit -- I give up
Nothing's good enough for anybody else
It seems
& being alone is the best way to be
When I'm by myself it's the best way to be
When I'm all alone it's the best way to be
When I'm by myself nobody else can say
Me, I'm a part of your circle of friends
& we notice you don't come around

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