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sábado, noviembre 25, 2006

Ritos de Paso

Del maestro Derek William Dick:


Rites of Passage
Fish 1998

With this right of passage,
cruel twist of fate,
with every turn of every card I never see,
until it's too late,
the deed is done
and leaves me wondering just where our love has gone
I cannot say
in honest truth
that I still trust all my feelings for you.

You knew that it was wrong,
And you think that saying sorry
is gonna make it seem alright,
And maybe in this song
you will hear me for the first time
and you'll start to see the light.

Living with you
is like being parked
on double yellow lines waiting to be towed away,
I'll pay the fines
and I'll be back,
but I'm running out of reasons to stay.

You knew that it was wrong,
And you think that saying sorry
is gonna make it seem alright,
And maybe in this song
you will hear me for the first time
and you'll start to see the light.

You knew that it was wrong,
And you think that saying sorry
is gonna make it seem alright,
And maybe in this song
you will hear me for the first time
and you'll start to see the light.

With this right of passage
I reclaim my heart,
I take my leave, as if on cue,
I play no further part
in your self-penned dramas,
where each stolen kiss
just goes to prove that happy endings don't exist.

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