Better together - Jack Johnson

Me está siendo dificil mantener el sitio actualizado... más que todo por carencia de orden en las ideas. Creo que hay demasiada música y un bloqueo mental de emociones fuertes acumuladas, por lo que debo enumerar algunas cosas importantes que están sucediendo:

1. Temo cansarme de tantas cosas que hacer al mismo tiempo;
2. Me molestaría estar lejos del Migue si empieza a caminar;
3. Ya descubrí por donde se ataca a las mujeres y como se consigue cariño fácil, pero no lo estoy usando, por estúpido y necesario pudor;
4. Me está envolviendo la obsesión de los números, indicadores y negocios;
5. Necesito un descanso largo y real, de al menos un mes (será en enero?);
6. Me preocupan las decisiones de dedicación absoluta, de ahí a la locura obsesiva, hay solo un paso.

Ahora me queda claro que no es falta de acción... sino otro escapismo rutinario...

I could put on the back of a postcard, No song that I could sing But I can try for your heart, Our dreams, and they are made out of real things, Like a shoebox of photographs, With sepiatone loving, Love is the answer At least for most of
the questions in my heart ,Like why are we here? And where do we go? And how
come it's so hard? It's not always easy,And sometimes life can be deceiving,
I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together

MMM, it's always better when we're together Yeah, we'll look at the stars when
we're together Well, it's always better when we're together Yeah, it's always
better when we're together

And all of these moments Just might
find their way into my dreams tonight But I know that they'll be gone, When the
morning light sings And brings new things,But tomorrow night you see That
they'll be gone too, Too many things I have to do, But if all of these dreams
might find their way Into my day to day scene I'll be under the impression, I
was somewhere in-between With only two, Just me and you Not so many things we got to do, Or places we got to be We'll sit beneath the mango tree now
Yeah, it's always better when we're together MMM, We're somewhere in-between together Well, it's always better when we're together Yeah, it's always better when we're together

Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm I believe in memories They look so, so pretty
when I sleep Hey now, and when, and when I wake up, You look so pretty sleeping next to me But there is not enough time, And there is no, no song I could sing And there is no combination of words I could say But I will still tell you one
thing, We're better together

Sitting, waiting, whishing - Jack Johnson

El viejo prematuro de regreso.
Ponerme a decir frases filosóficas parece inevitable, claro que la mayoría son idioteces demasiado repasadas, pero alguna me salió bonita... eso de que la felicidad es un lugar tranquilo... que vejez che...
Talvez esta canción es para mi, como poner algo de lo nuevo de Julieta Venegas, no la canto yo, me la cantan a mi, es que nunca fuiste una canción.
Ya empieza el regreso y hay que ir rehaciendo maletas, ya extraño el olor del hogar y el frío de las calles, no de los aires. Todo cambia cuando lo ves de lejos, todo parece ser mejor y más amable, todo parece ser mejor de lo que es.
Como yo, de lejos.

Learning loving somebody
Don’t make them love you
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?

I sang your songs I danced your dance
I gave your friends all a chance
But putting up with them
Wasn’t worth never having you
Maybe you’ve been through this before
But it’s my first time so please ignore
The next few lines because they’re directed at you
I can’t always be waiting, waiting on you
I can’t always be playing, playing your fool

I keep playing your part
But it’s not my scene
Want this plot to twist
I’ve had enough mystery
You keep building it up
But then you’re shooting me down
But I’m already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting

Well if I was in your position
I’d put down all my ammunition
I’d wonder why it had taken me so long
But lord knows that I’m not you
And if I was I wouldn’t be so cruel
Because waiting on love
Ain’t so easy to do
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?