:: a candy-colored clown... a candy-colored clown... 6:13min. e em repeat

“a candy-colored clown they call the sandman
tiptoes to my room every night
just to sprinkle star dust and to whisper
"go to sleep, everything is alright"

:: brief uncontrolled moments called happiness

objecto: wasted rita

:: and then the next thing you know

.
lonely night

.

can’t escape

.

broken bough

.

fall into

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finite space

.

roof torn down

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empty place

.

so tired

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no garden grows

.

windows shuttered

.

dark inside

.

pain is absurd

.

come down

.

cry

.

i’m older

.

heavens burn

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pilot ignites

.

look of concern

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make you sad

.

.

.

:: season in the hail [num dia de granizo]

“goodbye to you, my trusted friend
we've known each other since we were nine or ten
together we've climbed hills and trees
learned of love and a b c's
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
(...)
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time
(...)
goodbye michelle, my little one
you gave me love and helped me find the sun
and every time that i was down
you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground

goodbye michelle, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky
now that the spring is in the air
with the flowers everywhere
i wish that we could both be there

we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the stars we could reach
were just starfish on the beach

we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song
like the seasons have all gone"
(fade)