jueves, 16 de julio de 2009

Closing Time

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Operator, number, please:
Its been so many years
Will she remember my old voice
While I fight the tears?
Hello, hello there, is this martha?
This is old tom frost,
And I am calling long distance,
Dont worry bout the cost.
cause its been forty years or more,
Now martha please recall,
Meet me out for coffee,
Where well talk about it all.

And those were the days of roses,
Poetry and prose and martha
All I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows,
Wed packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I feel so much older now,
And youre much older too,
Hows your husband?
And hows the kids?
You know that I got married too?
Lucky that you found someone
To make you feel secure,
cause we were all so young and foolish,
Now we are mature.

And those were the days of roses,
Poetry and prose and martha
All I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows,
Wed packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day

And I was always so impulsive,
I guess that I still am,
And all that really mattered then
Was that I was a man.
I guess that our being together
Was never meant to be.
And martha, martha,
I love you cant you see?

And those were the days of roses,
Poetry and prose and martha
All I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows,
Wed packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I remember quiet evenings
Trembling close to you...

miércoles, 1 de julio de 2009

Elevation Tour

Tiendo a pesar que soy fácil. No me gusta discutir y convierto mi pereza en virtud. Me tengo por buena y llevadera. Pero tal vez sea arrogancia, pues cuando protesto no encuentro la paciencia en el que tiene la vida fácil. Me equivoco de cabo a rabo y es la gota que colma el vaso? Alguien tendría que avisarme.
Creía tener aprendida la lección de la independencia. Está claro que no puedes dejar tu bienestar en manos de otro. No tienes por qué salir de tu zona de confort. Y si lo haces, los algodones te los llevas en la maleta. Se trata sólo de tenerlo claro.

U2 I Still Haven't Found What Im Looking For


El concierto de U2 en Barcelona me recuerda lo que no debí haber olvidado. La amargura de pasear por una ciudad extraña.
El concierto, dentro de la gira del Elevation Tour, fue hace años, cuando las heridas duraban más.