El corazón late con fuerza: no quiero despertar

lunes, 4 de septiembre de 2006

no quiero despertar

no quiero despertar, ni que me despierten.
quiero seguir dormido, a tu lado...

“First Breath After Coma”, was written around the image of a man waking up from a coma, remembering his first love and rediscovering the beauty of the world… only to then succumb to other fears and confusions which finally overwhelm him (the chaotic maelstrom at the end of the track).

First Breath After Coma
Explosions in the sky - The earth is not a cold dead place
[Temporary Residence; 2003]

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Anónimo dijo...: un gran tema. de los mejores de EITS.; 21:15
Bibián dijo...: Hará falta estar en coma... no logro despertar, pero tampoco añoro el instante de vida.
Necesito un abrazo...; 17:25

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fitter happier

fitter, happier, more productive,

comfortable,

not drinking too much,

regular exercise at the gym

(3 days a week),

getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries,

at ease,

eating well

(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),

a patient better driver,

a safer car

(baby smiling in back seat),

sleeping well

(no bad dreams),

no paranoia,

careful to all animals

(never washing spiders down the plughole),

keep in contact with old friends

(enjoy a drink now and then),

will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall),

favors for favors,

fond but not in love,

charity standing orders,

on Sundays ring road supermarket

(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),

car wash

(also on Sundays),

no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows

nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,

nothing so childish - at a better pace,

slower and more calculated,

no chance of escape,

now self-employed,

concerned (but powerless),

an empowered and informed member of society

(pragmatism not idealism),

will not cry in public,

less chance of illness,

tires that grip in the wet

(shot of baby strapped in back seat),

a good memory,

still cries at a good film,

still kisses with saliva,

no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick,

that's driven into frozen winter shit

(the ability to laugh at weakness),

calm,

fitter,

healthier and more productive

a pig in a cage on antibiotics.

El corazón late con fuerza

lunes, 4 de septiembre de 2006

no quiero despertar

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