lunes, febrero 13, 2012

Heartbreak Station

Well you spend your days,
Searching for something,
That makes you feel alright,
But nothing does,
You're lost in a maze where nothing ever comes out right,
Trapped in the gloomy webs of the night,

Oh, now man, she's gone,
She ain't coming back
She put her make up on,
She packed her bags,
She took her warmth, her touch, her soul,
Her heart out on a one way stroll,

Well now friend you've just landed,
Face down and stranded,
In Heartbreak Station,
Where 'em girls cry
Over 'em fools who lie,
Here in Heartbreak Station,
The boys try to keep pain at bay,
Thinking she's gonna up and come back the next day,
It's Heartbreak Station,

Well now, Cindy got home,
Early from her momma's house,
She knew somethin' was wrong,
When thrown on the floor she spotted a blouse,
Her face turned white and her heart to ash,
She beat both of 'em up, got in her car, drove away and crashed,

Billy stood on the curb for a while,
He was torn, as he watched her go,
Why'd I do it, what the hell for, he thought,
Sat for a while and said to himself I just don't know,
Now he sits and drinks his mornin coffe all alone,
Staring holes into his quiet phone,
Waitin on a call that just ain't gonna come,

This here is the loneliest place,
Where they come by the millions with tears on their face,
It's Heartbreak Station,
This is the place you arrive at,
When your down and out, lost without a sense of direction,
It's Heartbreak Station,
Where the broken dreamers lie,
After falling from way up on the wire,
It's Heartbreak Station,

Baby, wanted to go away,
Kept saying I was never 'round,
And so yesterday,
Everything went down,
She quit talkin',
Started walking,

Maybe one day she'll come back,
But then again, she may not,
I was never there and that's a fact,
And this other fact's all I've got,
That she just ain't 'round no more,
She clicked her boot heels on the floor,
And walked out the door,


Well now friend you've just landed,
Face down and stranded,
In Heartbreak Station,
Where 'em girls cry
Over 'em fools who lie,
Here in Heartbreak Station,
The boys try to keep pain at bay,
Thinking she's gonna up and come back the next day,
It's Heartbreak Station,



This here is the loneliest place,
Where they come by the millions with tears on their face,
It's Heartbreak Station,
This is the place you arrive at,
When your down and out, lost without a sense of direction,
It's Heartbreak Station,
Where the broken dreamers lie,
After falling from way up on the wire,
It's Heartbreak Station,


Norberto Mujica

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!