Faces look ugly when you're alone... When you're strange Faces come out of the rain. When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange, When you're strange, ... The Doors
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Termino de ver una película que me recordó momentos de cuando era una nena.El personaje de la película tenía una imaginación enorme con la cual escapaba de la realidad que no le gustaba,soñaba las cosas que podía ser y con la realidad que ella misma construía y deseaba.En una de las escenas se esconde casi 24hrs dentro de un placard para llamar la atención de todos en su casa,de esos mayores que ella no entendía,que no escuchaban su soledad (porque los niños pueden sentirse muy solos también).
¿Alguna vez quisieron volver a ser niños?¿Alguna vez pensaron que la vida de adultos podía ser tal como la ven ahora?Taan difícil y opuesta a los cuentos...Ahora de grandes tienen la vida que imaginaron de pequeños??Muchos niños sueñan con ser veterinarios,"mamás" y en especial los varones con ser astronautas o corredores profesionales... es taan lindo imaginar cómo serán nuestras vidas cuando seamos grandes y nadies nos diga qué hacer.Ser como esos grandes que vemos los cuales se ven tan poderosos y libres...libres de elegir........luego crecí y me di cuenta que nunca fui tan libre como cuando era pequeña-
The Verve - BITTER SWEET SYMPHONY
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life
Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mold, no, no, no
Well, I've never prayed,
But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now
But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mold , I am here with my mold
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no
(Well have you ever been down?)
(I can't change, I can't change...)
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life
Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah
You know I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mold,
I can't change my mold,
I can't change my mold,
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(Been down)
(Ever been down)
(Ever been down)
(Ever been down)
(Ever been down)
(Have you ever been down?)
(Have you ever been down?)
(Have you ever been down?)
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