domingo, julio 26

El mundo no es lo que ves sino lo que sientes.

viernes, julio 10

There there



in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape, broken branches trip me as i speak.
Just 'cause you feel it doesnt mean its there.
Just 'cause you feel it doesnt mean its there.

There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck
(Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out)

Steer away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster
(Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out)

Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean its there.

(theres someone on your shoulder)
(theres someone on your shoulder)

Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean its there.

(theres someone on your shoulder)
(theres someone on your shoulder)

There there!


why so green and lonely? and lonely and lonely....
heaven sent you to me ,to me ,to me...

we are accidents
waiting waiting to happen.
we are accidents
waiting waiting to happen