Bedshaped, by Keane. (For You, Rodrigo a.k.a. Cofla)

Bedshaped
Many's the time I ran with you down
The rainy roads of our old town
Many the lives we lived in each day
And buried altogether

Don't laugh at me
Don't look away

You'll follow me back
With the sun in your eyes
And on your own
Bedshaped
And legs of stone
You'll knock on my door
And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know!

I know you think I'm holding you down
And I've fallen by the wayside now
And I don't understand the same things as you
But I do
Don't laugh at me
Don't look away

You'll follow me back
With the sun in your eyes
And on your own
Bedshaped
And legs of stone
You'll knock on my door
And up we'll go
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know?
What do I know?
I know!

And up we'll go

In white light

I don't think so

But what do I know?

What do I know?

I know!

I've forgotten about something that happened last weekend.
My friend's death aniversary.

I wento to visit him at the cemetery... by myself. For some reason I didn't want to go with my sister like I always do.
as I was walking towards his grave, there was something on it.

I came closer.
I sat where I always do. and I saw a drawing from his daughter... and it said "I love you". the picture was filled with hearts and there was a drawing that I think it was my friend, watering the flowers.

I lost control.

I started crying... Something about that picture moved me so much I couldn't help it.
And then I remembered...

The first time I listened to that song I thought of him, and I said to myself "someday I'll sing that song to you".


There was no one else there... just a couple of ladies visiting someone else.
I closed my eyes and I sang...

In a moment, as I was singing, I felt better. I stopped crying and I was able to think about all the cool things we did together.

but I still can't get over it...


to my special friend. the song's for you.

to the rest of my friends...

I LOVE YOU ALL!!!! sometimes I just want to be with you. sorry for being so me.

that's all for today
best wishes
Molks xxx

It's The End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine), By R.E.M.

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and
snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
worldserves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs.
Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength,
Ladderstart to clatter with fear fight down height.
Wire in a fire, representing seven games,
a government for hire and a combat site.
Left of west and coming in
a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing! Fine, then.
Uh oh,overflow, population, common food, but it'll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself.
World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
the revered and the right, right.
You vitriolic,patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling prettypsyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it
.It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental
drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
Yousymbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel
fine...fine...
(It's time I had some time alone)


Well..

In Metdologia we are working on texts about global warming and global dimming...

that's the reason I'm posting this song..
I mean besides of scorching, we re getting darker now? how didn't we realise before?
fucking thing..
nevertheless, I dont care! I mean I'm going to die soon, I hope, so I won't live to see this whole diosaster.. the prob is now; that my next me will have to endure this..
anyway, it is an interesting subject, but I hate feeling so paranoid...

BTW, I hate 3rd year... I want my life back please!!!

that's all...
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

The Sound of Muzak, Porcupine Tree

The Sound Of Muzak

Hear the sound of music
Drifting in the aisles
Elevator prozac
Stretching on for miles

The music of the future
Will not entertain
It's only meant to repress
And neutralise your brain

Soul gets squeezed out
Edges get blunt
Demographic
Gives what you want

Now the sound of music
Comes in silver pills
Engineered to suit you
Building cheaper thrills

The music of rebellion
Makes you wanna rage
But it's made by millionaires
Who are nearly twice your age

One of the wonders of the world is going down
It's going down I know
It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares
No-one cares enough


I've always said that I've got a special relationship with music... I'ts very hard to explain, but music has always been present in my life and therefore, important.

this song by PT talks about a new of making music, that I consider a blasphemy! Music can't be stopped and it shouldn't come in pills.. the vibration you feel when you are listening to a song that you like... or even stronger, when you're in a concert..

ok, I've only been to a concert once.,.. but I'll never forget what I felt that night...
I write about this 'cause I've been meeting new bands, which is always exciting

I'm in class right now and the teacher is talking about sonething I couldn't care less...

Going home this weekend...
hope everything works out fine...

Best Wishes
Molks xxx

SOY ELECTRONICA

Soy Electrónico Soy Electrónico
Soy Electrónico Soy Electrónico
El botón color caramelo me miro
El botón color caramelo me miro
Tengo subwoofer
Tengo palm
Tengo zapatillas raras
Y uso laptop

Soy Electrónico Soy Electrónico
Soy Electrónico Soy Electrónico
Voy a la disco me subo a la tarima
Veo wea Veo wea Veo wea
Veo wea Veo wea Veo wea
Veo wea Veo wea
Porque soy electronico
Soy Electrónico Soy Electrónico
Soy Electrónico Soy Electrónico
Soy Electrónico

Tengo cool edit y uso fruity loops
fruity loops fruity loops
fruity fruity fruity loops
Porque soy electronico
Tech machine Tech machine
Tony Mass Dj Wask Dj Wask
Soy amigo de cabezas

Soy Electronico Soy Electronico
Soy Electronico Soy Electronico
Soy Electronico Uso el reason
No se me va en collera Uso el reason
No se me va en collera
Crackeo programas
Porque soy electronico Soy Electronico
Soy Electronico Soy Electronico
Soy Electronico Soy Electronico
Veo wea Veo wea Veo wea
Veo wea Veo wea Veo wea
Veo wea Veo wea
Porque soy electronico Soy Electronico
Soy Electronico
Voy al riesco en mi City Car
No hago fila Tomo mineral
Saludo a Marciano En el bar
Y quedo solo Hablando weas

Porque soy electronico
Soy Electronico Soy Electronico
Soy Electronico Soy Electronico
Soy Electronico
Tengo fonos cuaticos Tengo fonos cromados
Tengo fonos cromados Porque soy electronico
Tengo fonos cromados Porque soy electronico

Tengo sed tengo sed
Quiero mineral quiero mineral
de 3 lucas quiero mineral
de 3 lucas quiero mineral
de 3 lucas

Porque soy electronico
Cecilia Amenabar y Gustavo Cerati
Son mis amigos
Veo wea Veo wea Veo wea
Veo wea Veo wea Veo wea
Veo wea Veo wea
Oh que estuvo weno el loop


ok.. esta es la cancion mas idiota que voy a subir..


ultimamente me he sentido electronica... y segun la nueva version de la cancion que habla del fotolog y weas varias, me puse a pensar:

tengo flog
tengo 2 blogs, y creo que hare otro
tengo facebook
tagged

mis fonos son cuaticos...


y si apareciera otra cosa como esas, creo que me crearia una..

han sentido fiebre tecnologica??
yo si!
eso...
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Freak on a Leash

Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
Somethings raped and taken from me... from me.
Lifes got to always be messing with me. (you wanna see the light)
Cant they chill and let me be free? (so do I)
Cant I take away all this pain. (you wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.

Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes its my life I cant taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
Youll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.

Feeling like a freak on a leash. (you wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (so do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (you wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free... is free

Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes its my life I cant taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
Youll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me

So...fight! something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
So...something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
Fight...something of the
No...some things they fight
Fight...something of the...
Fight...some things they fight

Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.
Part of me...Part of me...Part of me...Oh...



I loved the unplugged version with amy lee..


I post it because that's the way I fell right now...



Comments??


NONE...


Best Wishes
Molks xxx