Tengo pensado rescatarte sin pensar en mí o en la gente, gente que viene y que va, gente que viene, que viene y que va. Yo no sé doblar ni sé caer.

I walked out the door.

There's no memory left.

living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. it's getting hard to be someone but it all works out. it doesn't matter much to me.

This is how it works:

you're young until you're not

you love until you don't

you try until you can't

you laugh until you cry

you cry until you laugh

and everyone must breathe

until their dying breath

Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind possessing and caressing me.

look at the sky, look at the sea. Don't look into my eyes, cause I say hello

don't say goodbye