Sunday, November 04, 2007

Monochrome


Anyway, i can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and i'm tired now.
anyway, i've lost my face, my dignity, my look, all of these things are gone and i'm tired now.
but don't be scared,
i found a good job and i go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.

i'm pilling up some unread books under my bed and i really think i'll never read again.
no concentration, just a white disorder everywhere around me, you know i'm so tired now.
but don't worry i often go to dinners and parties with some old friends who care for me,
take me back home and stay.

mochrome floors, monochrome walls, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
monochrome flat, monochrome life, only abscence near me, nothing but silence around me.
sometimes i search an event or something to remember,
but i've really got nothing in mind.

sometimes i open the windows and listen people walking in the down streets.
there is a life out there.

but don't be scared,
i found a good job and i go to work every day on my old bicycle you loved.

Yann Tiersen

1 comment:

La voz said...

no se por que
este post supo a dolor que guarda cierta inocencia, cierta ternura.
no es un dolor adulto que tiene rasgos de rencor, de amargura
y eso se agradece
espero no equivocarme...
Saludo!

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