Goldenlady

jueves, junio 09, 2005

Pararesultar interesante, no se haga el interesante. Interésese por los demás.


miércoles, junio 08, 2005

They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive
It's like a bad day that never ends
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There are things in my life that I can't control
They say love ain't nothing but a sore
I don't even know what love is
Too many tears have had to fall
Don't you know I'm so tired of it all
I have known terror dizzy spells
Finding out the secrets words won't tell
Whatever it is it can't be named
There's a part of my world that' s fading away
You know I don't want to be clever
To be brilliant or superior
True like ice, true like fire
Now I know that a breeze can blow me away
Now I know there's much more dignity
In defeat than in the brightest victory
I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
Hang on to the good days
I can lean on my friends
They help me going through hard times
But I'm feeding the enemy
I'm in league with the foe
Blame me for what's happening
I can't try, I can't try, I can't try...
No one knows the hard times I went through
If happiness came I miss the call
The stormy days ain't over
I've tried and lost know I think that I pay the cost
Now I've watched all my castles fall
They were made of dust, after all
Someday all this mess will make me laugh
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait...
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
It's like somebody took my place
I ain't even playing my own game
The rules have changed well I didn't know
There are things in my life I can't control
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There's a part of my life that will go away
Dark is the night, cold is the ground
In the circular solitude of my heart
As one who strives a hill to climb
I am sure I'll come through I don't know how
They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive
I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know


lunes, junio 06, 2005

L'altre dia algú que em va dir que havia trobat el blog, i me'l vaig voler mirar a veure com estava.
Molt deixat i poc goldenlady.
I és que llegint alguns arxius antics me'n adono que fa molt que no escric i que no escric com abans.
Per una part és perque ja no sóc com abans. Un altra part és perque he estat molt de temps pensant com es jutjaria el que escrivís i que pensaria determinada gent. I la tercera és que porto bastant de temps calamar.
Doncs me n'he cansat.

- De pensar en el que pensaràs.
- De fer les coses com crec que a tu t'agraden.
- De voler agradar-te.
- I de pensar en tu.


Em costarà molt. Però ja he començat.