Música en mi mente: Don’t go crying to your mamma


I don’t mind letting you down easy
But just give it time
If it don’t hurt now then just wait, just wait a while

You’re not the big fish in the pond no more
You are what they’re feeding on

So what are you gonna do when the world don’t orbit around you?

Ain’t it fun living in the real world
Ain’t it good being all alone

Where you’re from
You might be the one who’s running things
Well you can ring anybody’s bell to get what you want

See it’s easy to ignore trouble
When you’re living in a bubble

So what are you gonna do when the world don’t orbit around you?
So what are you gonna do when nobody wants to fool with you?

Ain’t it fun living in the real world
Ain’t it good being all alone

Ain’t it good to be on your own
Ain’t it fun you can’t count on no one
Ain’t it fun living in the real world

Don’t go crying to your mama cause you’re on your own in the real world

Ain’t it fun
Baby, now you’re one of us

Ain’t it fun living in the real world
Ain’t it good, ain’t it good being all alone

Ain’t it fun living in the real world
(Cause the world don’t orbit around you)
Ain’t it good, ain’t it good being all alone

Don’t go crying to your mama cause you’re on your own in the real world


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Música en mi mente: I’ve missed you

Why are you so far from me?
In my arms is where you ought to be
How long will you make me wait?
I don’t know how much more I can take

I’ve missed you
But I haven’t met you
Oh, but I want to
How I do

Slowly counting down the days
‘Til I finally know your name
The way your hand feels ’round my waist
The way you laugh, the way your kisses taste

I’ve missed you
But I haven’t met you
Oh, but I want to
How I do

How I do

I’ve missed you
But I haven’t met you
Oh, how I miss you
But I haven’t met you

Oh, but I want to
Oh, how I want to

Dear whoever you might be
I’m still waiting patiently


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Música en Mi Mente: I fought all through the night

A spot soaring down through the pouring rain
And restoring life to the lighthouse
A slow motion wave on the ocean stirs
My emotion up like a raincloud

When did the sky turned black?
And when will the light come back?!

A cab driver turned to skydiver,
Then to survivor, die into breakdown
A blood brother & surrogate mother
Hugging each other, crying their eyes out

When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?
I’m ecstatic like a drug addict locked in the attic
Strung out and spellbound

I fought all through the night
Oh, oh, but I made it alive
The sun stormed arrives
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times
This part of my life is so hard, so hard, so hard,
But I’m gonna survive!
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times

A bad feeling burns through the ceiling
Leaving my healing hard with a new scar
A dead fire rose and rose higher
Like a vampire up from the graveyard

When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?!
We all suffer but we recover
Just to discover life where we all are

I fought all through the night
Oh, oh, but I made it alive
The sun stormed arrives
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times

This part of my life is so hard, so hard, so hard,
But I’m gonna survive!
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times

This part of my life is so hard, so hard, so hard
But I’m gonna survive
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times

My heart’s burning bad and it’s turning black
But I’m learning how to be stronger
And sincerely I love you dearly
Oh, but I’m clearly destined to wander

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Música en mi mente: I’m always moving forward…

Well, I see you standing there like a rabid dog
And you got those crying eyes
Makes me wanna surrender and wrap you in my arms
You know I try to live without regrets
I’m always moving forward and not looking back
But I tend to leave a trail of debt while I’m moving ahead
And so I’m stepping away

‘Cause I got nothing to say

Feels like, feels like it’s coming
It feels like, feels like I’m coming of age
Feels like, feels like it’s coming
It feels like, feels like I’m coming of age

And when my fear pulls me out to sea
And the stars are hidden by my pride and my enemies
I seem to hurt the people that care the most
Just like an animal I protect my pride
When I’m too bruised to fight
And even when I’m wrong I tend to think I’m right

Well I’m bored at game
And too tired to rage

Feels like, feels like it’s coming
It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
Feels like, feels like it’s coming
It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age

Música en mi mente: Our hope is just a metaphor

Remember coming home at four in the morning
Before the sun was up
Back when the east was a fire of gold
Just waiting for the rest of the sky to fall in love

Our hope is just a metaphor, of something better
For all of our dreams tonight
And fear is just a shadow of the things that matter the most
And I fear that I’m losing hope tonight

Oh, I feel like I’m dreaming
Staring up at the ceiling
It’s four in the morning
I can’t sleep and it feels like a warning

Oh, would you believe me
If I could say it just the way that I’m feeling
The words that I wanted to say
I feel them slipping away

Remember that kid with the quivering lip
Whose heart was on his sleeve like a first aid kit
Where are you now? Where are you now?

Remember that kid, didn’t know when to quit
I still lose my breath when I think about it
Oh, where’d you go?
Where’d you go?

I know this isn’t what you had wanted
Past words in the present are haunting us now

And on, and on, and on, and on
(I feel I’m slipping away)
My heartbeat can tell you it’s urgent
I try to shout but the words don’t come out
(away)

I feel it slipping away


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