16 de julio de 2009

Un lugar que solo nosotros conocemos

I walked across an empty land. I knew the pathway like the back of my hand. I felt the earth beneath my feet. Sat by the river and it made me complete. Oh, simple thing, ¿ where have you gone ? I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on. So tell me when you're gonna let me in. I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin. I came across a fallen tree, I felt the branches of it looking at me. ¿ Is this the place we used to love ? ¿ Is this the place that I've been dreaming of ? Oh, simple thing, ¿ where have you gone ? I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on. So tell me when you're gonna let me in. I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin. And if you have a minute, ¿ why don't we go talk about it somewhere only we know ? This could be the end of everything, so ¿ why don't we go somewhere only we know ? This could be the end of everything, so ¿ why don't we go somewhere only we know ?

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