O serás vos o el narrador omnisciente metamorfoseando en ficción?

sábado, 28 de agosto de 2010

Electricity


I can't really explain it, I haven't got the words, it's a feeling that you can't control, I suppose it's like forgetting, losing who you are. And at the same time something makes you whole
It's like that there's a music playing in your ear. And I'm listening, and I'm listening and then I disappear.

And then I feel a change like a fire deep inside. Something bursting me wide open impossible to hide. And suddenly I'm flying, flying like a bird.
Like electricity, electricity
Sparks inside of me. And I'm free I'm free

It's a bit like being angry, it's a bit like being scared. Confused and all mixed up and mad as hell
It's like when you've been crying and you're empty and you're full.
I don't know what it is, it's hard to tell. It's like that there's a music playing in your ear, but the music is impossible, impossible to hear. But then I feel it move me. Like a burning deep inside
Something bursting me wide open impossible to hide and suddenly I'm flying, flying like a bird
Like electricity, electricity

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