Declaración de intenciones

Este blog intenta tener cubiertos al menos dos sentidos del hipotético visitante: la vista y el oído. La vista resulta evidente y el oído se consigue haciendo clic en el título de cada entrada.
Espero que lo disfrutéis.

domingo, 17 de diciembre de 2006

Hollow years


He's just the kind of man
You hear about
Who leaves his family
For an easy out
They never saw the signs
He never said a word
He couldn't take another day

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone you're crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

She's not the kind of girl
You hear about
She'll never want another
She'll never be without
She'll give you all the signs
She'll tell you everything
Then turn around and walk away

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone you're crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone you're crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

Once the stone you're crawling under...
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

© Dream Theater

6 comentarios:

Bliss dijo...

Gracias, Pedro :-)

Almaco dijo...

Qué bonito!
Parece nata en vez de agua.
Te superas.

Pedro Terán dijo...

De nada, pero ¿qué versión te recomendé yo? Ya veo el caso que me haces...

Bueno, así podré subir yo la buena ;)

Bliss dijo...

Tengo una buena razón para haber subido ésta y es que la que me recomendaste pesa demasiado para lo que box.net me permite "for free", así que... Pero que conste que sí te hago caso, tenías toda la razón :-)

Pedro Terán dijo...

Verdad, verdad. Ego te absolvo, filia mea.

Parche dijo...

Como escribi antes: Muestras de otra forma lo que nos perdemos a diario.
Buen disparo!.
Te gusta El teatro de los sueños, eh Bliss?.
Y como fue eso de lo que permite boxnet?, cuanto es el maximo? (rayos, rayos!).
Abrazos Parchesianos.