Yesterday

Descubrí a Atmosphere gracias a un amigo. Sin exagerar, creo que es uno de los mejores raperos que he escuchado. De su último album "When life gives you lemons, paint that shit gold", esta linda (muy linda) canción de amor...

I thought I saw you yesterday
But I didn't stop cause you was walking the opposite way
I guess I could have shouted out your name
But even if it was you I don't what I would say
We can sit and reminisce about the old school
Maybe share a cigarette because we both fools
Chop it up and compare perspectives
Life< Love< Stress< and Set backs
Yes'
You could tell me how hard you had it
And you could show me all the scares to back it
And we can analyze each complaint
Break it down and explain these mistakes I make
I like to tangle up the strings of the puppetry
But you knew me back when i was a younger me
You've seen Sean in all types of life
And I've been meaning to ask you if I'm doing alright

(Chorus)
Yesterday, was that you
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you

Yesterday, was that you
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you

I'm Shook
I know
I pushed when I should of pulled
Took it all back if I could I put that on my soul
And I would make a top notch good listener
If you could block off a little time out to give it here
Since we went our separate paths
I hit a couple of snags
That remind me of the past
I cant front I'm having a blast
But damned if I ain't afraid of how long its gonna last
Sitting here wishing we could kick it
Gimme your opinions I do miss the criticisms
I didn't mean to be distant
Make a visit
Ill wait up and keep the coffee brewing in the kitchen
But who am I jokin' with
Theres no way that you and I will ever get to re-open it

It doesn't matter this is more then love
And maybe if I'm lucky I'll see you out the conner of...

Yesterday was that you?
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you.

Yesterday was that you?
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you.

And when you left I didn't see it coming
I guess I slept it ain't like you was running
You crept out the front door slow
And I was so self-absorbed I didn't even know
And by the the time I looked up, it was booked up
You put it all behind you, the bad and the good stuff
A whole house full of dreams and steps
I think you'd be impressed with the pieces I kept
You disappeared but the history is still here
Thats why I try not to cry over split beer
I can't eve get mad that your gone
Leaving me probably the best thing you ever taught me
I'm sorry, its official
I was a fistful
I didn't keep it simple
Chip on the shoulder, anger in my veins
Had so much hatred, now it brings me to shame
Never thought about the world with out you
And I promise, I'll never say another bad word about you
I thought I saw you yesterday,
But I know it wasn't you, cause you passed away dad

Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you

Cuando escuché esta canción inmediatamente pensé en ti, y me pregunto si algún dia nos encontraremos para pensar en el pasado, si me contarás tus logros para celebrarlos contigo y si me platicarás de tus días más oscuros para que te abrace. Te extraño y espero verte otra vez, aunque sea entre decenas de desconocidos.

Describing words

I remember talking to you about your ex-girlfriends was a pleasant thing to do. We just sat on your bed, smoked some weed and started talking. I remember thinking you were a really nice guy because of the way you referred to those girls. I specially liked the description of Kirya. "She was a like a little piece of the sun", you said. You showed me her photo next, and you know what? she actually looked like a little piece of the sun. She had really blonde hair, great skin, she was short and thin. You couldn't really see her face, but she was eating something out of a bowl. Probably rice, like the one you made a few weeks before I left.

I also remember you describing the girlfriend you had before Kirya. She was nice until she started acting like your mother. Then you peaced, then she was heart broken. But, since you're the good guy, you apologized and things between you are ok now.

There was always something good to say about those girls, and you meant every word. What are you gonna say when someone asks you about me? Is there even gonna be anyone interested in your mexican fling? Maybe they'll ask questions about sex and particular smells, don't you think? Or if I was warmer and less independent than canadian girls? What are you going to answer, rabbit?

Maybe you should tell them what you told me the day we were watching V for Vendetta. That I was beautiful yet strong looking. My nose, my eye brows were something special. They make me look tough, but attractive. Naaah, I don't think you would say that, you didn't talk about their looks, you just pointed out a good quality.

Ok, so? maybe that I was a good listener, that there was no language barrier between us, at least I could understand everything you said and I could get my message across when I needed to. Maybe you could say that in the end, you realized we were looking for different things, you noticed we didn't like each other as much as we thought at first, but you know, the damage was done, I was about to leave, we did all the fun stuff, so why finish it, right?

Probably you'll say "Oh, she was a really nice girl, just a little bit too intense. We talked about stop seeing each other a thousand times, but she never gave up". Yeah, I think I'd like you to say that about me. You know? at first it was all like a fairy tale but in the end, we were just from different worlds. I recall my friends asking "what's gonna happen with him? is he gonna come to Mexico once you're here?" and at first I answered something like "Yeah, maybe", but later, I was sure that was never going to happen. Even when we talked on facebook I was like "hey, i really hope we meet again" and you were like "yeaaaah, I doubt it, but you never know". Don't get me wrong man, you taught me a lot, A LOT, but in the end it was very disappointing to realize things weren't as I wanted them to be. All that bullshit about loving each other, eeerrrr maybe we shouldn't have said it. I don't regret it, it was so refreshing! but i also think that situation brought the end sooner than I wanted to.

Before you know, you end up going to Montréal for a weekend, wanting some new skin, and having it your way...

Obsesionada con:

There's a place on the planet

Where I can lean, where I can rest

It's in your arms, on your chest

I am out of balance, in a state of Grace...

State of Grace...

I am scared of taking too much space

For us it was always the case

I am on the way to find my place

Here and now in a taste of Grace...

Taste of Grace...

I hear a sound I hear the bass

Like a fist in my face

I am a new born out of the nest

I was touched by Grace...

Touched by Grace...

I hear the bass, I hear the bass

In my face, in my face

Touched by Grace...

Lo dice alguien que sabe (y que siente)

"chas, Lilk. Pues si ya sabes cuál es el problema, y qué es lo que tienes que hacer para resolverlo, entonces nada más te falta hacer eso. especialmente en tu caso ninguna ayuda sirve, porque sólo lo puedes hacer tú. También creo que llevamos muchas cosas en el alma que no tienen solución. que aunque sepamos qué es lo que hay que hacer, nunca lo vamos a poder hacer. Con suerte se resuelven solas después de algún tiempo. Pero no nos caracteriza la buena suerte."

Oferta

No sé qué hacer.

Todo suena tan tentador... Tú dices que tiempos felices vendrán, que todo saldrá bien, que las cosas cambian natural e irremediablemente, y que por lo tanto, debo confiar en que a ti te ha afectado esta ley de la que no se puede huir.

Pero estoy partida en dos. Todo me parece una "señal", porque no soy capaz de tomar una decisión en este momento.

¿Qué pesa más? Que todos los meses nos encontremos puntualmente en los lugares menos pensados? o cuatro llamadas perdidas en un momento de crisis horrenda?

Repito, no sé qué hacer.

CAJA DE GLORIA

I'm so tired, of playing

Playing with this bow and arrow

I'm gonna give my heart away

Leave it to the other girls to play

For I've been a temptress too long

Just. ..

Give me a reason to love you

Give me a reason to be ee, a woman

I just wanna be a woman

From this time, unchained

We're all looking at a different picture

Thru this new frame of mind

A thousand flowers could bloom

Move over, and give us some room

Give me a reason to love you

Give me a reason to be ee, a woman

I just wanna be a woman

So don't you stop, being a man

Just take a little look from our side when you can

Sow a little tenderness

No matter if you cry

Give me a reason to love you

Give me a reason to be ee, a woman

Its all I wanna be is all woman

For this is the beginning of forever and ever

Its time to move over...

Lo peor...

Lo peor no es que hayas mentido, engañado, lastimado, burlado, humillado, ignorado, rechazado, pisoteado, usado, etc. etc.

Lo peor es esta resignación. La decisión de vivir con ese dolor, a veces grande y a veces pequeño, pero siempre presente, dispuesta a no volver más. Eso es lo peor, vivir sabiendo que estás a mi alcance, incluso a mi disposición, pero que no voy a estirar mis brazos para tomarte y tenerte conmigo. Que no voy a pagar el precio de esos pocos días de felicidad a cambio de meses y meses de la chingada. Que por muy optimista que me pintes el panorama, yo ya sé los verdaderos colores de tus palabras.

Que tal vez todos tienen razón al decir que la gente no cambia, y que yo he puesto todas mis energías en pensar que sí, para seguir alimentando esa idea de que algún día estaremos juntos, cuando todas las cosas caigan en su lugar.

Eso es lo peor, que aún después de tanta mierda, te quiero como al principio.

What if...

What if there is no such thing as straight and gay people? What if there is only people who love each other, no matter if they are men or women?

Every day I just keep seeing fucked up situations. Lies everywhere, humans hurting each other, constantly, with no reason. Nothing but shit, and I'm just so tired of it. Sometimes I wish nothing more but to put an end to everything.

My song (our song)

Hello my love
It's getting cold on this island
I'm sad alone
I'm so sad on my own

The truth is
We were much too young
Now I'm looking for you
Or anyone like you

We said goodbye
With the smile on our faces
Now you're alone
You're so sad on your own

The truth is
We run out of time
Now you’re looking for me
Or anyone like me

Na na na na…

Hello my love
It's getting cold on this island
I'm sad alone
I'm so sad on my own

The truth is
We were much too young
Now I'm looking for you
Or anyone like you