Con frecuencia sueño conmigo mismo mirándome a distancia. Como si fuera un extraño que camina por la calle y es observado por un francotirador que se divierte mientras mira a su objetivo ir haciendo caras chistosas por la calle. A veces por que se acuerda de algo ridículo, otras veces porque percibe el aroma del café que sale por una ventana, el gesto de sorpresa cuando mira un perro que corre hacia él, o cuando simplemente se acuerda de ti, y cierra los ojos por un momento al respirar. Todo eso hago, mientras me estoy mirando a mi mismo por la mira de un rifle de alto alcance. Pero no disparo, me divierto adivinando a donde seguiré, donde me detendré, por un momento me cruzo con más personas y juego a no perder el centro del cañón en mi propia frente.
Muchas veces no sé quien es el gatillero y quien el blanco. No puedo ser dos personas al mismo tiempo. Disparo o me disparan. Mientras sueño no me doy cuenta de la bendición que apremia mi vida, pues al final de cuentas, soy el único que decide cuándo y cómo terminará todo.
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Oh, life is bigger
It's bigger
Than you and you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
It's bigger
Than you and you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
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