Mucho blah blah, pero es hora de hacer algo de una vez. Con éste texto, acá y ahora, le digo adiós. Mato toda esperanza que pueda haber sobrevivido al idiota mar de emociones que me abrumaron y, finalmente, veo la triste verdad: Llegó el momento de sacarte de mi mente. Cuesta olvidar y superar el "podría haber sido...", pero hacia el olvido me dirijo.
Law. 10 de Diciembre, 2007.
Light a candle Lay flowers at the door For those who were left behind And the ones who've gone before But here it comes now Sure as silence follows rain The taste of you upon my lips The fingers in my brain Ever gentle as it kills me where I lay Who am I to resist? Who are you to fail?
Got to get you out of my mind But I can't escape from the feeling As I try to leave the memory behind Without you what's left to believe in?
And I could be so sorry For the way it had to go But now I feel your presence In a way I could not know And I wonder Do you ever feel the same In whispering darkness Do you ever hear my name?
Got to get you out of my mind But I can't escape from the feeling As I try to leave the memory behind Without you, what's left to believe in?
How could you dare To become so real When you're just a ghost in me
And I've got to get you out of my mind But I can't escape from the feeling As I try to leave the memory behind Without you, what's left to believe in?