Musica para que bailen las cortinas

Esta noche no puedo dormir. Mañana tengo que madrugar y no se qué hacer porque no estoy ni en mi casa...
Me he levantado de la cama y he venido directamente al ordenador, supongo que buscaba un somnífero. Sin embargo me he encontrado esto: música, música para que bailen las cortinas.
Y eso mismo es lo que están haciendo...

Einstein

"solo hay dos cosas infinitas: el universo y la estupidez humana; de lo primero no estoy seguro"

De lo segundo yo tengo pruebas.

Niebla espesa en un día de verano...

kings and queens
in graves of gold
if i want to be the one

we love our lovers
but we want to be
loved by another

we mark our doors
but they come
for us anyway

how'd you get warred?
what they said protected us

the meek shall inherit the earth

how did they get to you when you were up here?
they made you give in to all of your fears
you holy man, when did it all burn?
when they get to you they're taking turns

you widowed your god by pacing your faith
in an illusion of power, paved by the race
you'lll cower down, into the moor
captured and bound, liturgy + lore

we fought them for years in and out of power
we were always outnumbered, but this is our hour
even the lost came to our cause
stripped from the heavens and unbound by law

see this now in silence and motion
put your hands on me I can feel your affliction
chased by an evil down though the gates
captured and bound by the shade of the moor

"You woke up God ..."

So I took you to the doctor
He said, "Ay, it's a bad one."
"And the such ashame about it,
Is she's so pretty."

Silent shout

A cracked smile and a silent shout

Insomnio y algo más

Algunas veces parece imposible quedarse dormido.
Es justo entonces cuando aparecen los fantasmas.
Fantasmas que nos estrujan el estómago, que nos miran directamente a los ojos con sus dimitutas pupilas mientras se aferran con fuerza, clavándonos las uñas. Ladean la cabeza lentamente, sonríen con aire de oscura pena y es entonces cuando empiezan a hablar sobre cosas que prefieres no saber.
En ocasiones, los fansasmas, envían a sus legiones de erizos que se instalan en la garganta donde sacan sus púas complicando el paso de la saliva y del aire.
Yo odio a los fantasmas.


Pero anoche no fue así. No había fantasmas, ni nudos en el estómago, ni erizos en la garganta, ni espectros en movimiento. Sólo había silencio.
Las sirenas dejaron de cantar y se quedaron inmóviles. Pasé por su lado y no se inmutaron. Estaban tristes y se negaron a producir cualquier tipo de sonido. Impasibles, húmedas y libres. Tan infelices y lánguidas como mi propia sombra.

Y es que siempre hay algo más cuando hace acto de presencia el insomnio...

Come Undone

These mirrors you've broken are your cry for art.
Salt and pepper shakers over your shoulders, cross your heart.
Don't you know it's bad luck to stay in one place for too long?
You've been left and divorces you've had, helpess when they go.

So we play a game of snakes and ladders,
gambled our mistakes, didn't know what could come after.
Threw away the cards. Who thinks it could matter?
Oh, who believes in fate anyway?

When only you could be the one
to win out over me,
when it isn't just a game. It's the way we come undone.
What a perfect taxi town. How we dance around and,
oh oh, like we didn't even notice, oh oh oh.
I love the way we come undone.

Thought I saw something hard and in the yard
but it was bad weather to keep a watch out in the dark.
You know, all this time I've been playing for your heart
But I never let it on. I'll have to watch you play the part.

So we played a game of snakes and ladders,
gambled our mistakes, didn't know what could come after.
Threw away the cards. Who thinks it could matter?
Oh, who believes in fate anyway?

When only you could be the one
to win out over me,
when it isn't just a game. It's the way we come undone.
What a perfect taxi town. How we dance around and,
oh oh, like we didn't even notice, oh oh oh.
I love the way we come undone