El rey de las extremidades

Habra que tomar con filosofia y darle practica a algunas de sus letras. Bastante significativo me parece.

De me vale pito:

I’m such a tease
And you’re such a flirt
Once you’ve been hurt
You’ve been around enough
Little by little by hook or by crook
Never get nervous
Never get judged
I’m no idiot
I should look


Y a sazon de cambios:

So I lose and start over
Don’t blow your mind with why
I’m moving out of orbit
Turning in somersaults
Turning in somersaults
I dive into those eyes

Y de lo concientes que somos de lo que hemos perdido:

Goodmorning, Mr Magpie
How are we today?
Now you’ve stolen all the magic
Took my memory
You know you should
But you don’t
You know you should
But you don’t
Goodmorning, Mr Magpie
How are we today?
Now you’ve stolen all my magic
Took my melody

Y del futuro? acaso:

There’s an empty space inside my heart
Where the roots take place
So now I’ll set you free
I’ll set you free
‘Cos all I want is the moon upon a stick
Just to see what if

Y del corazon?:

I feel surrounded here
The darkness is for me
I can’t kick your habit
Just to fill your fast-ballooning head
Listen to your heart

Y de la experiencia de vivir con todos sus buenos y todos sus malos:

No one gets hurt
You’ve done nothing wrong
Slide your hand
Jump off the end
The water’s clear
And innocent

Y para variar, ese sueño esperanzador con el que siempre terminan un disco y que dice tanto que se me queda atorado en el pecho porque la traquea no es capas de soltar tamaño sentir. Si pensabas que esto a terminado, estas equivocado...

It’s like I’m falling out of bed
From a long, weary dream
The sweetest flowers and fruits hang from trees
Falling off the giant bird that’s been carrying me
It’s like I’m falling out of bed
From a long and weary dream
Just exactly as I remember
Every root
Every gesture
I’m a heart in cold ground
Like I’m falling out of bed
From a long and weary dream
Finally I’m free of all the weight I’ve been carrying
Every woman blows her cover
In the eye of the beholder
I’m a fish now out of water
Falling off a giant bird that’s been carrying me
I fell open
I laid under
At the tap out
I was just a number
I wanna slip it over
And get back under
And if you think this is over
Then you’re wrong
If you think this is over
Then you’re wrong
If you think this is over
Then you’re wrong
(Wake me up, wake me up)
If you think this is over
Then you’re wrong
(Wake me up, wake me up)
Like I’m falling out of bed
From a long, weary dream
The sweetest flowers and fruits hang from trees
When I ask you again
When I ask you again
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up