lack of grace

Que es un estereotipo?
Unas negras, zapatillas converse
Pelo teñido cubriendo los ojos
Jeans ajustados, poleras de bandas, lentes cuadrados y audífonos permanentes

Es un refugio
La música, las palabras, son mas importantes que cualquier otro sonido
Se vuelven necesarias para funcionar

Las cicatrices se vuelven parte de los accesorios
Las munecas nunca van descubiertas
En parte se protegen, se esconden y se adornan

Es todo una declaración
Casi como llevar un signo
Solo para buscar a alguien similar
Nadie es una isla

They were playing, being childish,climbing a tree. she was winning and teasing him about it. but he was going after her and had nearly reached her, for a second he’d grabbed her ankle and was telling her to wait when he tripped and they both fell. they landed on a heap of leaves,out of breath but intact. they laid there for a second before turning and asking “are you ok?” after which they both started to laugh. she breathed, deeply, moved closer to him and gave him a rather chaste kiss on the lips and laid back down. they both smiled. “so that was fun” he said “it really was”she commented “remind me to thank the gardener” . they both laughed “Wanna try again?” she asked

“So how did you guys meet?” Thomas laughed “Well, I fell asleep on the train” he began “I’d been up all night working and I was running late so I couldn’t really stop for coffee” he took a sip of his beer and Jacob continued “He would’ve woken up on the final station and ruined all his hard work” he smiled ” but lucky for him I was there and I saw the school pin on his bag and woke him up on the right stop” he finished,smirking. “And I invited him out to lunch to thank him” Thomas acknowledged “It was during that lunch” explained Jacob “we started talking and realised we know a lot of the same people and ran in similar circles but had never met”

“It was also when he gave me a ‘wake me up at x’ button’ added Thomas “And thus began a beatiful friendship and all that jazz” announced Jacob and took a large sip of his own beer “Oh,that’s cute” admitted Sarah “So,do you still have the button?” she asked, drinking of her glass. “Of course!,I never leave home without it” exclaimed Thomas “Mostly cause he always uses the same jacket” babbled Jacob

Thomas got the button out of his jacket and passed it to Sarah. It seemed rather worn,she noticed. “Was this yours,Jacob,before you gave it to him?” she asked “Indeed” he answered “my uncle gave it to me and I passed it on” she smiled “how nice. and does it work?” Thomas chuckled “it definitely does. I’ve met a lot of interesting people through it” Jacob tried to laugh while drinking and ended up coughing. “He really has” he said once he recovered his breath “He’s shown up with crazy tales and even crazier guests” he added “nothing like that ever happened to me. all I got were old ladies who either wanted to feed me cause I looked like one of their kids or who thought I looked like an old lover” they all laughed “maybe it knows what you need” said Sarah

“Well, you know, I think it’s time to pass it on” commented Thomas “Why don’t you keep it,Sarah?” She smiled “Really? I feel honoured, as if I’m being granted a magic charm!” she exclaimed “Next round’s on me!”

Cuántos especiales se pierden
cuantas vidas son desperciadas
¿dónde estás?

Ruego que no te conviertas en otro número mientras camino lentamente observando a todos.

Algún día te encontraré, probablemente metido en problemas. o quizás solo mirando al cielo.

Despierta tu mente
pregúntame cosas
los sueños nunca mienten.
limpia tus lágrimas, no valen la pena.

Tu y yo
nos movemos a un ritmo distinto
el mundo da vueltas sin sentido
nadie sabe a dónde va.

Quería estar contigo para siempre
sabía que era imposible pero no me importo.
nuestros días,nuestras aventuras jamás hubo un segundo de aburrimiento

Ambos sabíamos que algún día terminaría
por más que nos esforzaramos en ocultarlo
la opción no fue nuestra
nos obligaron a separarnos

Ahora seguimos caminos distintos
y nuestros destinos jamás se volverán a cruzar
es imposible,me dijiste
aún así,mantengo la esperanza
siempre fuimos expertos en lo imposible

Pienso en tí
dónde estás
qué haces
tienes a alguien
espero que sí
ojalá pienses en mí
rezo por que no estés solo