In Every Tree
I ran so fast that I didn't notice
and I came and tried to explain that I was just too eager to satisfy myself
you heard, but did not understand
you thought I was just lying to get away with the whole deal.
I jumped, one two and three times
'till you asked me to stop because I was hitting my knees against the floor
I cried and tried to defend my point of view
just looking for a way to show you my perspective and my plan
I hid within myself and locked my whole self for years
and gave you the key to come and help me if I needed to
but I would never let you, no matter how much you tried
I chose this, a long time ago and there is no way I can get rid of it
Even when you walk right next to me, and hold my hand everytime
I still choose to put my head in every tree,
looking for what I've missed in all the wrong places.
Lyrics by Nelly Furtado
It's getting so lonely inside this bed
Don't know if I should lick my wounds or say woe is me instead
And there's an aching inside my head
It's telling me I'm better off alone
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you will get some
They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough
Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
They say that girl you know she act so rough rough rough
Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
till' you see all my dreams
Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems
I looked above the other day
Cuz I think I'm good and ready for a change
I live my life by the moon
If it's high play it low, if it's harvest go slow and if it's full, then go
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you're gonna get some
I'm searching for things that I just cannot see
Why don't you don't you don't you come and be with me
I pretend to be cool with me, want to believe
That I can do it on my own without my heart on my sleeve
I'm running, I'm running, catch up with me life
Where is the love that I'm looking to find
It's all in me, can't you see, why can't you, why can't you see it's all in me
Where is your logic
Who do you need
Where can you turn in your delicate time of need
Follow me down, follow me down down down,
I do not need I do not need nobody
Where is your logic
Who do you need
Where can you turn in your delicate time of need
Seek For You You, the one that could vanish as a cold breeze I seek for you. You, the one that my head dreams about every night without even knowing who you are I seek for you. You, the one that could break my heart in thousand of pieces I seek for you. Because my mind has a blind side that would tease me every time by calling out to those who are stones on my road, those who won't push me in the right direction I seek for them, and love them when I found them. More Than A Simple Bite I don't really get enough, and most of the times I wonder if I'm like this because, some how, you made me desire you for so long. This random, and very short thought comes to my head when, like tonight, you make me realize we are both the same, feel the same... maybe nothing is ever enough because I'm just that way, but I like to think I owe this to you and what you made of me... because that would mean that if you were able to settle for just one thing, then I could do it too. But by far, I don't get enough... even when after every taste, bitterness seems to eat me as a whole, and my head hurts right before knowing I can't wait to feel that again. The pure sensation of wanting and obtaining, is better than anything I've ever experienced before, and once again... I love the fact that I could say, I'm like this because you made me want you so bad. Like Candy For My Veins
Take these words and pretend they're useful
Use this silence and don't ask for anything else
Let me do what I do best, and be ok with that
Just don't ask for something more that this big lie.
All I need is to fake it works
Time will eat me, if I choose a different method
Just trust me on this, and help me if you may
Because the sweetness of all this is only your silent agreement.
No Nesting Allowed
I apologize if you come for no reason
I'm sorry if for a second, you thought I was the same
Maybe I should have said something
Or maybe you shouldn't have assumed anything
Can't control what you think or do
But can be honest about what I have to offer
and for things to be peaceful
All I have to say is that there isn't much in here
So sure, you can fly near me
I'll be as friendly as I usually am
but there will be nothing in me to give
and you can't blame me for it
The girl you came looking for is the same herself,
but not the one you have in mind.
Trade
How scary would it be not to have these? I wonder if the idea of keeping them makes any sense, or if maybe whatever meaning I rediscover every once in a while is worth the space to storage.
Every time I share less, but I take more... They don't feel they're giving this away, I just take it in shape of phrases, memories, situations, stories to tell, letters to write... I take all this and hang it very close, as my most precious possessions, because the way I see it, I had to give something away from me in order to obtain that. And if I do that... if I choose to lose pieces of me every time we connect, then I make sure I get as much material as I can.
I guess it's my way to feel I didn't waste any time, efforts, kisses and connections; I can't just set them free and stay empty handed. Some secrets must be shared, kept and these cages must bring us all together in some time frame... To remember it was real, to know that with each piece of me that joins them in their individual hanging spaces, we have something that makes honor to that moment of being one.
I own them proudly, they're mine as I shaped them with all the energies I took from the ones that chose, at some point, they wanted to know who I was.
I don't Know Her Reprimo, nadie lo hace por mi, yo lo permito y lo lidero. Reprimo sobre mis ideas, sobre mis emociones, reprimo con bases y en constante búsqueda de excusas. Me reprimo y oprimo mi derecho a ser, a realmente creer que me he ganado cierta libertad... libertad de sentir y expresar, libertad de permitirle a mis emociones salir a la superficie en forma de palabras. Esas palabras que quemas en lo mas profundo de mi cuerpo, al verse acumuladas y reprimidas. Porque temo de su poder, de su impacto y del sonido diverso que puede llegar a distintos oídos, otorgando quizás perspectivas que por reales, puedan hacerme perder algo que ya tengo, que amo y no quiero ver cómo se aleja de mi. Reprimo con permisos concisos, y con toda la certeza de quien sufre más con tal hiriente acción, presionando con increíble fuerza, frases que se arman solas y ya ni luchan por liberarse. Reprimo creyéndome esa necesidad plasmada en una angustia real, asegurándome que mi forma de mover las piezas es la adecuada y que simplemente hay un mundo más allá de mi misma que tienen a darle formas opuestas a mis ideas. Esa frivolidad con la que realmente creo, podría sostener todo... pero la misma que me muestra ese plano desconectado de mí, lleno de significados tan propios, tan posibles y perfectamente opuestos al mío. Reprimo y me como el cuento, de que en ciertas ocasiones, esto es exactamente lo que debo hacer para formar alguna cruda ilusión presente de felicidad. Gone
They won't leave me alone, as far as I go they are still behind me.
Some have left already, but there's still a few that will come to me
whenever this situation comes back to my current status.
I hate them, I despise them
Because they represent not only this raw memory of you
But all those things that you made of me
All the negativeness I always rejected.
They are silent, but make me notice
And even when I do my best not to look back
They remain near me, with all the dirt you gave them
Ugly feelings, that I never knew before
Ugly sensations, that I wish didn't feel at all
Ugly words, that sound in my head in some dreams
because as you might know well, this unfinished situation feeds them.
They won't leave me alone, even when every day they are less and less
And I just hold myself hoping they vanish soon
Avoiding doing the usual, because I know it would make them come back...
...And I just want them gone,
everything
every memory
every thought
every frame
Gone.
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