De luces que se apagan, de mareas, de aflicciones que no pueden ser nombradas... Clocks, Coldplay.
Lights go out and I can't be saved.
Tides that I tried to swim against
You've put me down upon my knees.
Oh I beg, I beg and plead. (singing)
Come out of things unsaid,
shoot an apple of my head (and a)
Trouble that can't be named,
tigers waiting to be tamed (singing)
You are, you are.
Confusion never stops,
closing walls and ticking clocks (gonna)
Come back and take you home,
I could not stop,
that you now know (singing)
Come out upon my seas,
curse missed opportunities (am I)
A part of the cure,
or am I part of the disease (singing)
You are
And nothing else compares
Oh no nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
Tides that I tried to swim against
You've put me down upon my knees.
Oh I beg, I beg and plead. (singing)
Come out of things unsaid,
shoot an apple of my head (and a)
Trouble that can't be named,
tigers waiting to be tamed (singing)
You are, you are.
Confusion never stops,
closing walls and ticking clocks (gonna)
Come back and take you home,
I could not stop,
that you now know (singing)
Come out upon my seas,
curse missed opportunities (am I)
A part of the cure,
or am I part of the disease (singing)
You are
And nothing else compares
Oh no nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
You are...
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Al hilo de la entrada aprovecho la ocasión para decir que en breves fechas organizaré una salida nocturna, en bici por las sendas que rodean Gijón.
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