Sunday, November 20, 2005

Fíjate qué cosas. Hacía bastante tiempo que no se dejaba caer esta canción por el WinAmp. Anoche en el tipico "random" que pones de madrugada apareció...

DREAM THEATER - Through her eyes
She never really had a chance
On that fateful moonlight night
Sacrificed without a fight
A victim of her circumstance
Now that I’ve become aware
And I’ve exposed this tragedy
A sadness grows inside of me
It all seems so unfair
I’m learning all about my life
By looking through her eyes
Just beyond the churchyard gates
Where the grass is overgrown
I saw the writing on her stone
I felt like I would suffocate
Inloving memory of our child
So innocent, eyes open wide
I felt so empty as I cried
Like part of me had died
I’m learning all about my life
By looking through her eyes
And as her image
Wandered through my head
I wept just like a baby
As I lay awake in bed
And I know what it’s like
To lose someone you love
And this felt just the same
She wasn’t given any choice
Desperation stole her voice
I’ve been given so much more in life
I’ve got a son, I’ve got a wife
I had to suffer one last time
To grieve for her and say goodbye
Relive the anguish of my past
To find out who I was at last
The door has opened wide
I’m turning with the tide
Looking through her eyes

Monday, November 14, 2005

Escapada por la madrugada

Mira que inauguramos madrugadas, que olvidamos el reloj en el cabecero y las caricias se vuelven atemporales. El alba no anuncia su llegada y Granada se vuelve desierta para cada instante que paralizamos entre los confines de los dedos, donde rozándose se prende un relámpago. Hace ya más de un mes que el tiempo es libre de buscarnos u olvidarnos, y no existo si no me encuentras bajo tanta tela azul ni amanezco si hacen eco las dunas de mi cama. El salvapantallas se apodera una noche más de la luz del cuarto y fugazmente deja ver pasiones entrelazando sudores.