martes, 28 de diciembre de 2010

Les Rythmes Digitales - Sometimes


Sometimes
When I wake at night
I feel that nothing on earth could ever hurt me
Sometimes
When I'm on my mind
I feel that nothing I say could ever deserve me

I'm stood on the tip of my own tongue
I'm caught in the space between the concept and the execution
I'm stuck in the back of my own throat
I'm lost in the void between the instinct and the institution

It's more than vocabulary
Takes more than a dictionary

Sometimes
When I wake at night
I feel that nothing on earth could ever hurt me
Sometimes
When I'm on my mind
I feel that nothing I say could ever deserve me

I'm stood on the tip of my own tongue
I'm caught in the space between the concept and the execution
I'm stuck in the back of my own throat
I'm lost in the void between the instinct and the institution

It's more than vocabulary
Takes more than a dictionary

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Sometimes
When I wake at night
I feel that nothing on earth could ever hurt me
Sometimes
When I'm on my mind
I feel that nothing I say could ever deserve me

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