death is nothing at all. i have only slipped away into the next room. i am i, and you are you. whatever we were to each other, that we still are. call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way you always used to. put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Radiohead - how to dissappear completely (and never be found)
That there
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Pocas cosas a una la vuelven a un estado relajado o placentero... entre esas pocas cosas existentes, está la música... sea por la composicion de esta, o sea por recuerdos o estados de animos que realzan la hechura emocional de las personas... pocas cosas son mas placenteras que el amor de verdad y la comida... la musica y los niveles que alcanzan los tonos, la simetria o la asimetria, la belleza acustica y la belleza visual (entiendase belleza como un concepto no standard, sino mas bien personal, no sometido a los canones de belleza usados nowadays) que ensalzan los sentidos, que devoran y encantan, que confunden la forma que tenemos de ver el mundo...
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