Windowsill
Hold me hanging from your windowsill
Drop me like you know you never will
Separate me in a pile of photographs
Pictures painted of the simple life we've left back home
So brush those old chords off your old guitar
Bow to thank the flickering yellow stars
For hearing you sing 'bout the ever dying youth
The many lives you've lived inside your sunblocked room
And memories, they shall no longer be abused in poetry
"I'm so far away from where I thought I'd be today"
These are the words we never dare to say out loud
A ballad talks of love like it's a game
As years go by its rhymes remain the same
My jokes float, blinking in the air like fireflies
You watch'em go off, sitted, smiling like a bride
And juggling thoughts of wether we should go outside
Or stay here
Not that far away from where we'd hoped we'd be someday
With all these words we never say but sing out loud
Baby I'm so far away from where I hoped I'd be today
With all these words we never dare to say out loud
Every hour farther away from writing songs of departed days
When there were words we wouldn't ever say out loud
Just say it out loud.
sent by: joao_hc
Alféizar
Agárrame colgando de tu alféizar
Déjame caer como sabes que nunca lo harás
Sepárame en un montón de fotografías
Imágenes pintadas de la vida sencilla que dejamos en casa
Así que sacude esas viejas cuerdas de tu vieja guitarra
Inclínate para agradecer a las parpadeantes estrellas amarillas
Por escucharte cantar sobre la juventud que siempre está muriendo
Las muchas vidas que has vivido dentro de tu habitación protegida del sol
Y los recuerdos, ya no serán abusados en poesía