Jueves tarde y aún sigo aquí­. Está empezando a llover. Aún no sé si me podré escapar y ya me gustarí­a estar lejos… muy lejos… tan lejos de aquí­.

“Las piedras me enseñaron a volar
el amor me enseño a mentir
la vida me enseñó a morir
así­ que no es difí­cil caer
cuando flotas como una bola de cañón”

still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
still a little hard to say what’s going on

still a little bit of your ghost your witness
still a little bit of your face I haven’t kissed
you step a little closer to me
so closer I can’t see what’s going on

stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
and life taught me to die
so it’s not hard to fall
when you float like a cannon ball

still a little bit of your song in my ear
still a little bit of your words I long to hear
you step a little closer each day
still I can’t see what’s going on

stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it’s not hard to fall
when you float like a cannon

stones taught me to fly
love just taught me to cry
so come on courage!
teach me to be shy
’cause it’s not hard to fall
and I don’t wanna scare her
it’s not hard to fall
and I don’t wanna lose
it’s not hard to grow
when you know that you just don’t know, don’t know, don’t know