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Memorias de una historia sin final
pájaros vuelan a la eternidad
debes estar lejos de la gran ciudad
siempre me vuelvo a escapar
y aquí estoy, aquí estoy
contando ovejas
Mi casa está flotando en algún lugar
las nubes son sus vecinas
cuando estés lista te pasaré a buscar
siempre me vuelvo a encontrar
y aquí estoy, aquí estoy
contando ovejas
cualquier cosa que yo pueda imaginar
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Set Me Free
04:34
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Set me free as you feel is the best way
how is it feels not to be killed in a nightmare?
There are three wolves howling all time by this river
It's when my mouth is completly closed that the words come
Now I believe in set you free with my own words
As I dont get to talk you I sing for you
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I told you I'm sorry
I told you I'm worry
and I guess I can do it better
I told you I'm sorry
but I rather say thank you
to let me see how I have been
I told you I'm sorry
I told you I'm worry
and I guess I can do it better
I told you I'm sorry
but I rather say thank you
to let me see how I have been
and I guess I can do it again
oh now I'm shure I can do it better
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Broken Guitar Song
06:49
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I'm playing my old favourite guitar
it contains within the sounds we once made
I was listening to a frank zappa's album
it doesnt take too much reason to comprehending
I just let myself go by vibrations
I hear the clicking of time bleeding my emotions
and it gets dark, and it gets hard
My heart is shaking to the beat of yawning
I get cover with my cat's halo
My cup of coffee, I think I need to reload it
I keep listening to dead people's albums
and I get light, then it gets soft
I'm playing my old favourite guitar
and it gets dark, and it gets hard
then I get light, then it gets soft
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To All Those Men
07:52
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To all those men who destroy the earth
I have to tell them I don't care a shit 'bout their plans
To all those men who manipulate the earth
I don't trust them I ain't fall down on their traps
they ain't even love themselves
they want to be gods
they want to be fake gods
god is money
god is power
god is abstract luxuries
oh listen to the trees
listen to the trees
Oh tell me my love
tell me great friend
what do you believe?
what do you believe?
is there a solution?
is not more further production
oh listen to the trees
listen to the trees
To all those men who destroy the earth
I have to tell them I don't care a shit 'bout their plans
To all those men who manipulate the earth
I don't trust them I ain't fall down on their traps
they ain't even love themselves
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