Oxígeno

"GRACIAS POR RESPIRARME UNA VEZ MÁS, OXÍGENO..."


O algo similar rezaba un letrero pintado con Titanlux negro sobre un palé gastado, en medio de la calle Fuencarral...

A mí me gusta el oxígeno viciado, el libre de polen, cargadito de partículas sulfatadas, nocivas para mis pulmones... pero que no me dan asma; diría casi que me va el delicioso ambiente de metro de Madrid. El oxígeno cansado y caliente que me respiras cuando estás cerca... tan cerca. El aire nicotinado de tu tabaco de liar, el del café de los microinfartos, el que huele a "smint", el que sabe a tu cerveza y a mi tinto.

Odio el aire limpio, vacío de ti... me faltas el aire.

King Creosote & Jon Hopkins - Bubble (HD)

I won't let you fall as low as I've been
I promise to crawl until I'm back on my feet
If something were wrong, do you think I'd leave?
If something went wrong, don't you know I'd be here?

So who's been unfair? Who causes you sorrow?
And who's been unkind? Who burst your bubble?
And who drags you down, down, down, down?
Who handed out lines? And now I'm in trouble

I'll leave you to grieve, tear over my letters
And frenzy the page, rainsquall in all weather
You'll rue your regrets but rub out the present
Hurl abuse at the world, heap scorn upon treasure

I won't let you fall as low as I've been
I promise to crawl until I'm back on my feet
If something were wrong, do you think I'd leave?
If something went wrong, don't you know I'd be here?

***No Alaska...

Bigott - Find a romance

Find a romance

Clean the apartment

Be the physician

I’m remembering

Finish your shoes

Thinking of your future

Buy you good cars

Stop smoking

Let’s go marry her

Let’s go marry her

Say it’s for your purpose

and for guilty

I think I better go to take a walk

Before the winter comes

Read the papers

Clear that smile

Forget your affairs

And the youthness

Be unhappy now

You have to grow up

Get a vaseline

Make a family

Go to bad soon

With pijama

Be Copernico

Have you done your homework?

I think I better go to take a walk

Before the winter comes

Doble pletina- Cruzo los dedos

En esta ciudad que cada día es más pequeña, donde sucede lo mismo una y otra vez... 
A veces hay canciones que en dos minutos y cuarenta segundos me hacen pensar en porqué no volveré a comer mojama...
Ni a enterarme de los conflictos en Oriente próximo... 
Que tontería. 
Será que te echo de menos.