martes, junio 15

The King Is Dead - The Gaia Corporation

This is the story of a land that you won't find on human maps
This place lies beside a lake of whispers unsaid
In a valley of panic and fear, creating something different
That other people can barely see and feel


There was a queen,
She was
always smiling to her crowd
There was a queen
And her king

With all the struggles to set it free, the pestilence and all that shit
The efforts that we made, we fed them with lies
All that we fought for has gone, the world set fire and now we're torn
You walked away from me without saying goodbye

This is the end, all that we've been through

It makes no sense

Oh no

Cause wounds will heal but scars are forever
Yeah we both know we were complete together
And even if this 8/4 you won't look back
I don't feel these words like a monologue
Oh Lord I'm the one to blame

No loving hand can wash away the rust, the regrets of my mistakes
I just cry for your attention I look for some rest
Do you remember the time when we used to kiss beneath the trees?
Those were the days when we both felt safe and pure

I just love you, there is no other way I can explain
I just love you
I do


Cause wounds will heal but scars are forever
Yeah we both know we were complete together
And even if this 8/4 you won't look back
I don't feel these words like a monologue
Oh Lord I'm the one to blame

There was a queen who loved to make plans and take care of me

Cause wounds will heal but scars are forever
Yeah we both know we were complete together
And even if this 8/4 you won't look back
I don't feel these words like a monologue
Oh Lord I'm the one to blame

This was the story of a land
that you can find where dreams take rest

The king my Lord is dead
waiting for his queen


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Es que, cuando estás muy aburridx te pones a ver qué hay en tu computadora porque ya no sabés qué mierda escuchar de música y encontrás canciones que alguna vez describieron de la mejor manera como alguna vez te sentiste...
La canción (creo) que no va a nadie en especial en este momento, tuvo su momento de "va para...".
Igualmente, cuando la leo me siento como en ese momento en el que la subí en un blog viejo y era para esa persona que tanto me marcó, esa mezcla de dolor con miedo.
Pero bueno, como dice una canción muy poco conocida 'Solo queda respirar el recuerdo del ayer' (Sí, es Cuentos Borgeanos.. Marzo más precisamente)

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