8 de noviembre de 2012

The Seeker

I've looked under chairs
I've looked under tables
I've tried to find the key
To fifty million fables

They call me The Seeker
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn't help me either

They call me The Seeker
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

People tend to hate me
'Cause I never smile
As I ransack their homes
They want to shake my hand

Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles
I'm a seeker
I'm a really desperate man

I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?
I'm happy when life's good
And when it's bad I cry
I've got values but I don't know how or why

I'm looking for me
You're looking for you
We're looking in at other
And we don't know what to do



They call me The Seeker
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
'Till the day I die


Y eso nomás

4 comentarios:

yani baldesari dijo...

they call me the seeker...

Brumma dijo...

Creo que lo que más recuerdo de cuando nos conocimos fue esta canción.
"Cuando nos conocimos"... Simbólicamente hablando, claro.

A propósito, estoy harta de que tu blog me pida que demuestre que no soy un robot. A veces se pone heavy.

Brumma dijo...

Hay otra canción que puede ser mejor previa para lo que se viene, no? ;)

Nate River dijo...

Tal vez.

Definitivamente tal vez.
Aunque sí... la verdad que sí.

Es un "tal vez" decente.