Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and greed,
feared today; forgot tomorrow.
here beside the news of holy war and holy need,
ours is just a little sorrowed talk-
blown away.
Just blowing away.
And i don’t cry for yesterday.
there’s an ordinary world somehow i have to find.
Esnobismo gourmet 
[…] a phone call away, You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number, As a matter of fact, You’re getting used to life without him in your way. It’s so easy now, cos you got friends you can trust Share this:TwitterFacebookMe gusta:Me […]
[…] estarías aquí cuando yo no era nadie y no tengo plata en el bolsillo. La nostalgia que otra vez no entiendo los que hacen lo mismo que yo hice ayer pero como hasta ahí nomás como viviendo en el […]
[…] Lost, in a snow filled sky, we’ll make it alright, to come undone, Now we’ll try to stay blind, to the hope and fear outside, Hey child, stay wilder than the wind – And blow me in to cry. Who do you need? Who do you love? When you come undone. […]