Not A Single Word //

This is the last you'll ever hear of me
My last regret
The last tear you'll see me drop before my fatal escape
Before I'm gone

I never thought you wouldn't hold me back
You let me go
You don't care at all, and you never did
I'm going down

Not a single word about what this meant
No screams and no stars inside my night sky
Just one big disappointment and the promise to never go back
I can't set a foot here again!

All this time and you thought I wasn't alive
I was right beside you
You never dared to look to your side
No, I'm not another ghost
But I will be

Your coldness and your hating gaze have hurt me
Have sent me straight down to my tomb
Where I may find the deepest of my fears
The eternal memory of you

Not a single word about what this meant
No screams and no stars inside my night sky
Just one big disappointment and the promise to never go back
I can't set a foot here again!

Dear God, it's her again!
I scream and no one hears my voice
I run and there's nowhere to escape
I'm afraid of you

My nightmare inside a dark graveyard
The moon reflects the beautiful face that scares me every night
The wind whispers in your voice words I don't want to hear again
I hate you! I'm so afraid of you!

Not a single word about what this meant
No screams and no stars inside my night sky
Just one big disappointment and the promise to never go back
I can't set a foot here again!

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Wow! Esta me gusto :D. Ninguna inspiración en especial, además de las buenísimas letras de Alesana (ya baje su nuevo disco!! :D:D). Aunque tal vez, si vemos un poco más allá de las palabras, o leemos entre líneas, podemos encontrar algo que tal vez nos ha sucedido a varios, en una forma un poco más oscura, dramática y (puramente) romántica. ¿Le tienes miedo a esa persona que tanto amas? ¿Es eso posible?

Soundtrack To a Lifetime //

He walked along, wherever the street took him. He had his iPod on and a guitar hanging on his back, and his hands were drumming along to some punk rock inside his head. Where was he going? No one knew for sure, except him, and he had locked the thought away into a secret chamber inside his labyrinth mind.

Every once and then he'd stop, take a notebook out of his guitar's gig bag and write down a song, or some chords he had come up with. Some suggested sad, dark songs; others went angry and against everything he was forced to bow down to. He'd write a drum line, and add vocals. He was a musician. He wrote about what he'd heard, what he'd seen, what he'd felt... Some words could be apparently empty, but he knew the meaning inside every symbol he wrote in his old notebook. Then he'd stand up, put the iPod and the hoodie on, and keep walking, taking a smoke once in a while.
And at the end of his day, he had written down yet another masterpiece. He would lay down somewhere warm and sleep off his weariness. The next morning, he'd wake up and walk again, seeing where his feet took him.

And at the end of his life, he had written the perfect soundtrack to a lifetime...

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Esta es la historia detrás de una canción instrumental que escribí, todo girando alrededor de lo que es una vida: altas y bajas, lágrimas y sonrisas. Hay tiempos brillantes y felices, y hay otros furiosos y oscuros. ¿Y cuántos de nosotros sabe hacia donde vamos? Y los que saben, ¿lo saben en realidad? ¿No somos como el personaje, siguiendo el camino, a ver a dónde nos lleva? ¿No somos nosotros esclavos de nuestros propios pies, sin poder darles orden alguna?

La canción no está terminada todavía, pero creo que va bien... Después de todo, ¿en cuánto tiempo se termina el soundtrack de una vida entera?

Impossible To Reach // [P6]

Yes, I know
We're from different realities
We are not who we're supposed to be
I am meaningless...

Yes, I know
I am tied to someone else
Oh, the pressure of society
Yes, I know I'm dying slowly

Why?
Cuz your eyes have got me trapped
And your face has been denied
I can't dream of holding hands...

Cuz you're forbidden for me
And it's all because of me
Your angel voice,
you're beautiful
And you're impossible to reach
You're impossible to reach...

Hello, once again,
I think it's all that I can say
Until the day you go away

I can't hold you
No, I can't have you
I'm not supposed to dream of you...

Cuz you're forbidden for me
And it's all because of me
Your angel voice,
you're beautiful
And you're impossible to reach
Impossible...!

I know it's just a silly dream
This is me imagining
Yes it's not what's real for me

Forbidden for me...
Impossible to reach...

Cuz you're forbidden for me
And it's all because of me
Your angel voice,
you're beautiful
And you're impossible to reach
You're impossible to reach...

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Una canción que no tiene motivo alguno, nada más fue puraa inspiracion :). Esta va para componerle música para la banda, Project Six. Apoyennos para que podamos grabar nuestras canciones (y tener ganas de escribir más! :D)!! Vayan a myspace.com/projectsixrock y comentennos, haganse nuestros amigos y si no tienen Myspace, pues se van consiguiendo uno nada mas para apoyarnos =D.!