Una vuelta enterita al sol y las "nieves del tiempo" que ya asoman por mis sienes. Me hago mayor y hablo como un viejo cuando digo cosas del tipo, "que el tiempo pasa raudo y veloz". Como si fuese un excombatiente de la Guerra de Corea extraño a mis compañeros caídos. Solo me siento seguro en los lugares que ya conozco. Todo lo nuevo es peor, es otra frase de mi recién inagurada vejez. Un año es poco/mucho tiempo.
I close my eyes and I slip away
These things seem to happen more than not these days
I'm getting lost and tossed around this mess of pains
I think I'm tremblin' and frownin and tired off your stupid game
It seems i never had the time
to make my mind feel fine
just locked inside this glassbox
looking out the window for you
it seems i'm never feeling fine
I close my eyes and I slip away
These things seem to happen more than not these days
I'm getting lost and tossed around this mess of pains
I think I'm tremblin' and frownin and tired off your stupid game
It seems i never had the time
to make my mind feel fine
just locked inside this glassbox
looking out the window for you
it seems i'm never feeling fine
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