Sit Here And Feel This It's pretty selfish to think about this, what I'm thinking right now... but I guess I can't really help it... and what's worst is that it's just an excuse to bitch for a while about stuff in my life.I'm feeling through other people, people near me and I can't help thinking about what the universe has brought to my life and how clear things have been. Some situations came just because others came out that way, meaning that everything is just the result of other situations... the universe and the weird way it works. But even when I'm a truly believer, I stand here tonight complaining about it. I give myself the liberty to say that if things were suppose to happen in a certain way, they should have... and I base my position in the consecuences that came after that "not happening" deal. For two years I've lived so many different things that although I enjoyed them all, tonight I wish they never really happened. If the universe wouldn't have change our positions and our perspectives, things would be so different, and even though I know this way is better for me, and there was no chance I would be happy following that old road... I know that at least I wouldn't be suffering all these other and new situations... Maybe it's just easier to wish it wasn't real. After you left, other feelings and sensations came to me and I wasn't ready to experiment that... I blame you for it, and for all that I've had lived this time... I wasn't ready and tonight I wish things were different, knowing that this position is as coward as possible. But I don't care, because of you and your decisions, I'm facing hard times and the fact that I'm feeling things that I shouldn't be feeling. Things were suppose to go in one direction, and since you and the universe put me in this other hall, I can't help but bitching about it... I hate the falling in love process and I hate the fact that I have to go through that all over again. It's not fair. I guess that it comes down to 20 min, and after all these words are written I'll go back to my crappy situation where my emotions and feelings need to fight against my reality just because it's not you anymore. As much as a student hates presenting themselves to the rest of the class, I hate that I'm not in that room with you anymore and I have to deal with all this new stuff... Photo by: Vivian Alvarez Lyrics by Trapt You don't ever ask me why you don't read the signs you give me way too many reasons for me to wanna get high Standing tall between my four walls and I'm about to fall so look into me eyes and i say it all [bridge] I am lost, I am lost so crucify me on your cross whats the cost, whats the cost to erase what I've been taught Get off my back dont attack So what if I fell off the tracks your master plan, don't understand [chorus] I'd rather live in my own Wasteland I'm already gonne I'm already gonne My own wasteland I don't belong I don't belong My own wasteland Scream at me until I shut down Don't hear a sound can only take so many cheap shots down on the ground I gotta go my own way this time leave you behind said it all but not enough for your simple mind [bridge] [chorus] You tell me what you want from me you never ask me what i need just let me go just set me free and turn these nightmares into dreams [bridge] I'd rather live in my own Wasteland And I wont waste another day it doesn't matter what we say (my own wasteland) your memories age and with new age I'd rather die in my own Wasteland I'm already gonne I'm already gonne My own wasteland I don't belong I don't belong My own wasteland I'm already gonne I'm already gonne My own wasteland I don't belong I don't belong My own wasteland Castles In The Sky Piensa cuando te despiertas en las mañanas... Esos rastros inminentes de crudos e inocentes reflejos. Pensamientos limpios. Piensa cuando movilizas tu mente para dar órdenes a tu cuerpo, acciones guiadas por naturales impulsos que nacen y te acompañan... Eres lo que piensas, eres lo que haces. Piensa en las ideas y las preguntas, de donde parecen provenir llamados prohibidos de nuevas emociones, alejadas de estructurados comportamientos. Somos libres. Piensa en quienes esperan verte este día, quienes dependen de tus acciones y a quienes tu mismo proporcionarás destellos de motivación, por tan solo ser parte de su rutina tan necesitada. Somos la enfermedad y también la cura. Más alla de toda esta realidad, hacia extremas dimensiones laterales.. Construimos espacios nuestros que de alguna forma enlazan los días uno a uno y nos mantienen activos... Existe un cielo horizontal que se vive a diario.. Piensa en aquello que elevas y mantienes arriba, con extremo cuidado y conservándose en esencia... Pero que a medida que evoluciona el tiempo, las realidades se separan.. Aquel cielo nunca estará bajo nuestros pies, manteniéndolos firmes. No un cielo alto e irreal, pero si un cielo racional hecho de piel, sensaciones y energías... Impulsos, aromas y suspiros. We build castles in the sky Dedicado a mi hermana en su cumpleaños. In the Photo: Cristy Lyrics by Ian Van Dahl Do you ever question your life? Do you ever wonder why? Do you ever see in your dreams.. all the castles in the sky. Oh, tell me why... do we build castles in the sky. Oh, tell me why... all the castles way up high. Please tell me why do we build castles in the sky. Oh, tell me why... all the castles way up high.
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