(Instrumental)

Suspended in a seemingly endless sea Like an ancient bottle withholding secret love notes Shifting up and over Crashing, fight back against the waves Distant sounds beat upon your void eardrum As if a long awaited battle is about to ensue Hanging, waiting in an endless abyss Time becomes obsolete as memory blurs Through an underground tunnel Till the limit is reached A scream finally pierces minds, hearts and minds Life is heard, life is seen, life is felt Eyelids twitch from the fluorescent lights glare Breathes of the arid stagnant air emanate So brittle, so fresh, so new to this world So brittle, so fresh, so new to this world

On hands and knees stretching, pulling along ground zero Shape molds resembling more and more the final form Upright, a stance, bridgeworks emerge and might boosts Each leg lifting and finding solid land is a champion’s feat New finding, understanding realized through taste, touch, smell, hearing, sight To discover, discern and comprehend Atomically mirror repeat, mirror repeat As if 30 years of life, holds no magnitude On hands and knees stretching, pulling along ground zero Shape molds resembling more and more the final form Upright, a stance, bridgeworks emerge and might boosts Each leg lifting and finding solid land is a champion’s feat For procreators the answer is always NO NO NO As you battle to manage everything and not be controlled I can do it myself! I can do it by myself! Miniature budding - minds sparks!

My mama told me to be kind My papa said to me look them in the eye My sister warned me to listen well My brother promised to hold my hand I walked in the room filled with wooden things I saw the other children starring the same as me A tall woman approached with sandy wavy hair She wore the smell of roses in her cotton dress I stood tight My mama told me to be kind My papa said to me look them in the eye My sister warned me to listen well My brother promised to hold my hand I don’t know why but I began to cry Did they want to dispose of me? Why? I squeezed my brother’s hand and asked him not to go He said don’t worry child be back before you know I stood tight My mama told me to be kind My papa said to me look them in the eye My sister warned me to listen well My brother promised to hold my hand With the other children we sat patiently In grand circle we were welcomed, we were scared The lengthy lady spoke of letters, numbers and toys Her calming presence oppressed my fears We were asked to reach cling onto the hands next to ours Then I knew it we would be okay, just another world to share I told my mama I was kind Said to my papa I looked them in the eye Confirmed with my sister I listened well Promised my brother hands became many in that room

Nights by candlelight are not spent with you But with a pen engraving our names as one mixed With hearts and flowers onto this dripping paper Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret This clandestine love is the only stability I’ve known Fights with friends and mom will come and go but I know I’ll always have you waiting quietly Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret As our sweaters brush each other, fibers touching, my lungs grasp for air I try to stay cool but these hormonic sentiments jig Like water dancing sporadically on a hot skillet Not until your musky scent has been swept away by the wind Do I fall from fantasy and broken reality Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret I’m lying in bed, a razor in hand Not that I want to die but just to destroy me I carve as if it were Halloween in my skin Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret Emotional distress tears me from bliss to despair Your name on my arm remains tears me from bliss to despair Your picture under my pillow, your name under my sleeve Your picture under my pillow is my most genuine secret

Deadlines, stress, job, clubs, friends I’ll take this remedy to focus, to finish, to succeed This miniscule form of compressed powder I’ll take this tonic to be someone Just this once I’ll slip the pallid circular capsule back in my throat I’ll wash it down with an old cup of Joe Just this once I’ll stay up all night Get this weight off my shoulders minutes before time Deadlines, stress, job, clubs, friends I’ll take this remedy to focus, to finish, to succeed This miniscule form of compressed powder I’ll take this tonic to be someone Once again I find my self without options I take the tablet and crush it with the end of my dwindling stick of lead The particles align in an arching line as if they were smiling at me The striped straw from dining room hall aids me in my inhalation Hours spent, hours with no recollection Somehow goals are met and semesters fly by The routine that began as a desperate act Is now a nightly ritual, differing only by an increase in dosage These daily happenings leave me expelling the nothingness that my stomach holds They make me manic, active, and fruitful They withdraw and only downers recon me sane Sane enough to do it all again

Spinning round and round As your feet sweep off the ground Floating in the sky, the sky Does anybody know what their purpose is in this world? Gotta climb the ladder up to the top without getting hurled Must clean, must work, must eat, must pray Ignore all desires for fun and play Spinning round and round As your feet sweep off the ground Floating in the sky Brushing birds as they pass by Working all day, sleeping all night Just to survive the earth’s crushing might Drinking on free days to dissolve it all away Continuing the pattern in the same way Spinning round and round As your feet sweep off the ground Floating in the sky Brushing birds as they pass by Would we rather sleep than live? Dreaming all day with nothing to give We’ve gotta find a way to keep our feet planted May our minds fly high, and maintain this life slanted

Los años transcurren mientras el reflejo va desapareciendo La niebla en el cristal se va y la imagen se evidencia Detrás de la bruma los últimos 50 años de vida se revelan ¿Qué he hecho? Y ¿Dónde han ido mis hijos? Remordimiento y la tristeza envuelven ambiciones insatisfechas Arrastran todo abajo En un intento desesperado por recuperar el tiempo perdido Conduciendo alrededor en un nuevo rojo Meses en el mar, pérdido en el mundo de chicas jóvenes y bebidas Finalmente viviendo el sueño Remordimiento y la tristeza envuelven ambiciones insatisfechas Arrastran todo abajo En una desesperación profunda ¿Qué salió mal? ¿Qué voy a hacer ahora?

Ese marco tuyo que veo en la cama del hospital No es el que recuerdo de ti Aquel de mi memoria era un cocinero, un dador de fuerza, un carpintero Ese marco tuyo que veo en la cama del hospital No es el que recuerdo de ti Aquel de mi memoria era un cocinero, un dador de fuerza, un carpintero Ahora lo único que veo es solo un pobre agujero Ahora lo único que siento sigue flotando en el tiempo Que como un grano de arena se desgastó hasta volverse parte del viento

La velocidad de sus movimientos Decreció con su mente y sus esfuerzos Veo las arrugas en su piel Trazadas por todos esos caminos dispersos Su mente un cofre de vivencias con un candado oxidado ¿Puedo hablar contigo antes de que eternamente seas callado? En nuestros viajes juntos siempre llevaba caramelos Y un calendario en miniatura pegado a su tablero Ahora eres el que asienta la cabeza En el que los músculos se tensan para formar una sonrisa En mi capilla cuando fui una niña el padre de mi padre Con la profunda alegría Hoy me doy cuenta que los meses del calendario se han consumido Y el dulce se ha comido su risa y sus colmillos Ahora eres el que asienta la cabeza En el que los músculos se tensan para formar una sonrisa Ya son años desde que bailaba con su esposa Y me dejaba ganar las carreras acuosas Años de imaginación Sueños de ilusión En mi capilla cuando fui una niña el padre de mi padre Con la profunda alegría Completar Su vida incluía un plan que se debía Soy la que debe continuar