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viernes, febrero 03, 2012

The Wheels On The Bus

I open my eyes and I realise,
I'm far away from home,
No familiar sounds or smells,
No songs, no ringing bells,
The mornings are cold here,
So are the nights,
And aside from the lightbulb,
And my cigarrete nothing shines bright,

Away from my home,
Bound I was,
Chasing after a thought,
That I could stop the wheels on the bus,
But they keep on turnin',
They go round and round,
Taking me closer,
And closer down to the ground,

In the seven eleven,
Down and round the bend,
Or underground,
In the subway train,
I look into the eyes,
Of the battered and torn,
Of the weak and the strong,
Of the dusted and worn,

They walk and they do run,
They go here and there,
Without ever really,
Goin' anywhere,
Our screaming thoughts,
You can clearly hear,
If only I had a couple of bucks,
I could change my rotten luck,

Away from my home,
Bound I was,
Chasing after a thought,
That I could stop the wheels on the bus,
But they keep on turnin',
They go round and round,
Taking me closer,
And closer down to the ground,

Some days ago,
On the bus in the morn',
I looked at the face,
Of a boy, recently born,
His mother's face,
Was tired and grey,
The girl she once was and knew,
Her hopes and dreams had all faded away,

I found myself thinking,
And to myself I did say,
When she and hers,
One day drift away,
Nothing will she,
Have left behind,
No statues, no stories, no songs,
Of her, will you ever find,

Away from my home,
Bound I was,
Chasing after a thought,
That I could stop the wheels on the bus,
But they keep on turnin',
They go round and round,
Taking me closer,
And closer down to the ground,

I wanna stop 'em wheels,
Befor they ride me out,
But I know I can't,
No, no way no how,

Norberto Mujica
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THE ANSWER TO LIFE'S MUCH EASIER THAN U THINK SON!!

Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!
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