domingo, 18 de abril de 2010

Ciclo Telúrico-Musical III

La mayoría de las veces sólo esperamos que lo único que se mueva sea la tierra. Pero en los peores casos, además de aguantar la caída de todo lo que considerábamos estable, se debe sobrevivir al agua.

Lo que en otro tiempo nos dio la vida, ahora nos la pide. Y no queda más que arrancar lo más rápido posible. Durante la noche del 27 de febrero hubo luna llena y se pudo ver el camino. Aun así hubo quienes no pudieron escapar.

Y tal vez sea que todos escapamos cada día, en la calle o en el hogar y hay en este océano más cosas de las que apreciamos a simple vista y quizás puedan destruirnos.


Flood, Tool





Letra

All I knew
All I believed
Are crumbling images
That no longer comfort me

Scramble to
Reach higher ground
Order and sanity
Something to comfort me

Take what is mine, hold what is mine
Suffocate what is mine, bury what's mine
Soon the water will come
And claim what is mine
I must leave it behind
And climb to a new place now

This ground is not the rock I
Thought it to be

Thought I was high
Thought I was free
Thought I was their
Divine destiny

I was wrong
This changes everything

Runnin' away, runnin' away now
Runnin' away, runnin' away now
Runnin' away, runnin' away now
Runnin' away, runnin' away

I will take what is mine, hold what is mine
Suffocate what is mine, bury what's mine
Soon the water will come
And claim what is mine
I must leave it behind
And climb to a new place
Water's risin' up on me
Said the water's risin' up on me
Thought the son would come deliver me
But the truth has come to punish me instead

Die

The ground breaks down right under me
Cleanse and purge me in the water

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