the need to run

your big smile
on that picture
reminds me of the man I used to be

the skin around your eyes
wasn’t that wrinkled,
but in your eyes I can still see

the green hills of Kentucky
and the air,
I’ve never had inside

the need to run
before the sun
comes up, I see it in your smile

[Chrous line]

your voice I can’t remember
but your writing
always stayed with me

‘cause I kept every letter
every picture
always here

and even though we seldom talk
I wonder what would be to walk
besides you, towards the sunset,
one of these days

the need to run
before the sun
comes up, I want that every day

[Chrous line]

and every picture I see now
it’s like a new chapter
in history

and ever song I hear around
just tells me that
I need you here


and even though we seldom talk
I wonder what would be to walk
besides you, towards the sunset,
one of these days

the need to run
before the sun
comes up, I want that every day

[Chrous line]

sadness

Temporary checks
brand new bank account
transitory friends
under my feet new ground

temporary plates
brand new slightly used car
total unknowns in the streets
a fresh new start

Chorus:

It'll be all-right,
it's just another phase

It'll be all-right,
that’s what I’d like to say

but I miss you

some one-night stands
disposable tissues
one-week vacations
lots of unsolved issues

dry air, cold mornings,
hot days, short nights,
work, study, play, hide, seek,
the sadness that doesn’t feel right

It'll be all-right,
it's just another phase

It'll be all-right,
that’s what I’d like to say

but I miss you

Bridge:

I don’t know if I can be
the doctor I set out to be
but all I know is you know me
and I…

I walk past a door
I see a couple kissing
I look down to the floor, oh lord
I know there’s something missing

1991
the fall of socialism
we chose the wrong god to worship
with capitalism


It'll be all-right,
it's just another phase

It'll be all-right,
that’s what I’d like to say

but I miss you

cuerpo de conjuro

Hay un lenguaje secreto
escrito en tu cuerpo
una arcana mayor
de sortilegios

una danza de símbolos
que se posan perfectos,
una página blanca
de misterios

con un conjuro erótico,
que escribo con mis dedos
abro tu piel de luna
enamorada

con la tinta invisible
de mi lengua tintero
descifro, bruja mía,
tu mirada

tu piel llena de estrellas
de cicatrices rojas,
esconde el nombre antiguo
de algún ángel

y mi deseo astuto
es llave misteriosa
ansiosa de encajar
donde la guardes

entrégame el grimorio
oh bruja del pasado
que de tu timidez
guarda el secreto

entrégame tu cuerpo
con tu espaldar alado
ángel de mi pecado
y de lo incierto