The Telescope
Rainy days, it's the end of summer
I'm locking myself inside of my room
I pressed my eye to that telescope
I thought what I saw was you
But you were just steam coming off of the road
The same stretch that runs right by home
It will take you to my front door
And you'll say:
"Hey babe, are you ready for the world?
We won't look back
So we walked until our feet were bloody
And we spoke until our ears grew warm
You felt in your heart a certain safety
With all your goodbyes, you were finally adored
But I was just steam coming off of the road
The same stretch that plowed right through your home
I pinned a note to your front door
It read:
"Hey babe, are you ready ready for the war?"
I killed my rage and I turned around
I saw you sitting inside of my house
With my books and your tears and your glowing hope
Looking at me through that old telescope
Because we're just a dream
Pumping through broken hearts
We're ripped at the seams and were covered in scars
But we will follow that map just like we planned
and we will put down that "x" wherever you and I land
El Telescopio
Días lluviosos, es el fin del verano
Me encierro dentro de mi habitación
Presioné mi ojo contra ese telescopio
Pensé que lo que veía eras tú
Pero solo eras vapor saliendo del camino
El mismo tramo que pasa justo por casa
Te llevará a mi puerta principal
Y dirás:
"Oye nena, ¿estás lista para el mundo?
No miraremos atrás
Así que caminamos hasta que nuestros pies sangraron
Y hablamos hasta que nuestros oídos se calentaron
Sentiste en tu corazón cierta seguridad
Con todos tus adioses, finalmente fuiste adorada
Pero yo solo era vapor saliendo del camino
El mismo tramo que atravesaba tu casa
Dejé una nota en tu puerta principal
Decía:
"Oye nena, ¿estás lista lista para la guerra?"
Maté mi rabia y me di la vuelta
Te vi sentada dentro de mi casa
Con mis libros y tus lágrimas y tu esperanza brillante
Mirándome a través de ese viejo telescopio
Porque solo somos un sueño
Fluyendo a través de corazones rotos
Estamos desgarrados y cubiertos de cicatrices
Pero seguiremos ese mapa tal como planeamos
Y marcaremos esa "x" donde sea que tú y yo aterricemos
Escrita por: Marc Bianchi