Matchbox 20 - Bent
Shouldn't be so complicated
Trailer Eclipse!!!!
Resoluciones de Año Nuevo...

Así que ORDEN y CONSTANCIA este año. Ah sí, y probablemente más café.
De aquella época dorada...
You've got to accentuate the positive Eliminate the negative Latch on to the affirmative Don't mess with Mister In-Between
You've got to spread joy up to the maximum Bring gloom down to the minimum Have faith or pandemonium Liable to walk upon the scene
(To illustrate his last remark Jonah in the whale, Noah in the ark What did they do Just when everything looked so dark)
Man, they said we better Accentuate the positive Eliminate the negative Latch on to the affirmative Don't mess with Mister In-Between No, do not mess with Mister In-Between Do you hear me, hmm?
(Oh, listen to me children and-a you will hear About the elininatin' of the negative And the accent on the positive) And gather 'round me children if you're willin' And sit tight while I start reviewin' The attitude of doin' right
(You've gotta accentuate the positive Eliminate the negative Latch on to the affirmative Don't mess with Mister In-Between)
You've got to spread joy (up to the maximum) Bring gloom (down) down to the minimum Otherwise (otherwise) pandemonium Liable to walk upon the scene
To illustrate (well illustrate) my last remark (you got the floor) Jonah in the whale, Noah in the ark What did they say (what did they say) Say when everything looked so dark
Man, they said we better Accentuate the positive Eliminate the negative Latch on to the affirmative Don't mess with Mister In-Between No! Don't mess with Mister In-Between
Bird on the wire
Johnny Cash hizo un cover, lo mismo que los Neville Brothers cuya versión es la que escuché en el soundtrack del mencionado filme y cuyo video comparto hoy. Es una canción que definitivamente va al soundtrack de mi vida y supongo que de la vida de muchos otros que igual que yo tratan de ser libres a su manera.
Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If i, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If i, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn,
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
He said to me, you must not ask for so much.
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
She cried to me, hey, why not ask for more?
Oh like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free.
acida yo?
Ahurita me estaba acordando de que una vez me dijeron ácida. Sí, un psicólogo estilo Dr. Marvin Monroe lo hizo, no es que haya ido a terapia, sino que es amigo de un amigo y se le ocurrió analizarme y me dijo 'ácida'. Sarcástica y cínica a veces, criticona... eso lo tenía claro. Pero nunca había pensado en mí misma como una persona a la que le aplicara el adjetivo que me ocupa la mente ahora.
No le respondí nada ese momento, no sé por qué... supongo que no tenía intención de negar o afirmar mi 'acidez'. Pero ahora me pregunto qué tan ácida seré...Supongo que hay días en que soy como un kiwi, no es imposible de comer solo. Otros días quizá soy como una grey, con azúcar encima pasa o hecha en refresco con agua, igual que el limón. Al menos espero no ser como esos chicles de broma.
chaos...



