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letra de planemo / andorra - victor primavesi

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[carl sagan spoken-word intro]
i believe our future depends powerfully on how well we understand this cosmos in which we float like a mote of dust in the morning sky

[verse 1]
i know what cannot must not be
so, i can’t get through to you
tried to see through your narrow eyes… couldn’t see very far
where does the shade come from that affects your blind angle?
does that halo, which hems your heart, shine from your own pieces?

[bridge]
there’s something about the way you look when i turn into a ghost. there’s a pleasure i find in the moment when you find me engrossed. there’s a charm i feel that pushes me to mirror a thousand things. there’s an impulse urging those of us to go into reverse

[chorus]
we are not the ones who break at the sight of difficulty
but we are the ones who wear its fatal fallacy
i know i risked a bl–dy lip tonight, swallowed scissors ground for blight;
longed to feel affiliation, give rise to a friendly haven
only amidst ourselves we are who we are, dream of what we dream. in spite of what once has been and one day might be

[verse 2]
yet in crossfires of realities planted by your seed
i have found the clay to mould a new face on my cheeks
i can cut my head in halves: one to think and one to feel
blurring lines, then, in-between, hiding worlds ought to be seen

[bridge]
there’s something about the way you look when i turn into a ghost. there’s a pleasure i find in the moment when you find me engrossed. there’s a charm i feel that pushes me to mirror a thousand things. there’s an impulse urging those of us to go into reverse

[chorus]
we are not the ones who break at the sight of difficulty
but we are the ones who wear its fatal fallacy
i know i risked a bl–dy lip tonight, swallowed scissors ground for blight;
longed to feel affiliation, give rise to a friendly haven
only amidst ourselves we are who we are, dream of what we dream. in spite of what once has been and one day might be

[bridge]
one more change, i am almost like you
one more shift to adjust our differences
too much change, i feel my rampart fall apart
too much change, i don’t want to be who i am

[verse 3]
metallic taste in my mouth
blood in my mouth
i’m biting my tongue when it gets too tough
have you seen life through my eyes?
and felt it with my hands?
i buried them under the ground and put my ears beneath them
i cleared the neighbourhood of my orbit to have no bearing on yours. i stumble and fall as i go
keeping the distance you always kept me at

- victor primavesi

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