Moons that claim me

wolf print
wolf pack
territory
cry wolf
claim
declaration of territory
ancestor

Wolf!
Wolf!
They call me.

Wolf!
Wolf!
And this time they're right.

Wolf!
Wolf!
They shout, and I'm out of sight.

Come into my territory,
I could use someone like you around.
Me and my pack, donned with glory,
Groups like these, are not easily found.

Wolf prints engraved
in snow or sand,
hunts with no road,
no company,
traversing the land.

Stare into my eyes.
Honesty is not good intentions,
all it means no lies.

Stroke my fur, feel my spine.
Head and heart can be yours,
but gut remains mine.

Just 'cause I smile,
doesn't mean I don't have fangs.
So don't ask me to bark,
if all I know is to howl.

They want me to play all day,
and that's alright,
But when the moon goes full,
They'll experience my bite.

For a while I can try,
but we know I am what I am,
though I may miss you forever,
Nobody taught me how to cry.

And always remember:
You are what's real,
Now is forever,
In my path you are the only one.
And Wolves don't cry wolf,
Not now, not never.

So don't ask me to bark,
if all I know is to howl. (x4)

You are my only one.
And Wolves don't cry wolf,
Not now, not never. (x2)

Consueños

Los sueños son espacios donde nuestros deseos se facturan con sólo pensarlos.
Las pesadillas nos atormentan porque en este terreno absolutamente personal ya no estamos en control.
La peor pesadilla es esta realidad compartida donde no sabemos que va a pasar y nada depende exclusivamene de nosotros.
Mi sueño favorito es la realidad, donde sin tener control, aparecen momentos donde nuestros deseos se facturan antes de pensarlos.

Already know

How many times can we see the sunrise together and still feel the kick?
How many is too many?
How could I know the answer even if I had it in front of me?
I know nothing that could save us from knowing this painful truth in time.
I don't know it because I play not to answer other more interesting question:
How could I stop doing everything I have to do so we can see the sunrise together and still feel the kick?

Saturday Mornings

I am a busker at your door,
playing all day long,
Don't mind waiting, I am strong,
but kiss me soon, or I'll hit the floor.

I am a gondolier in your eyes,
singing about the unknown,
and I pry from here, rolling,
waiting for you to join me on the road.

I am just a boy in your arms,
cherishing all the fun,
infecting you with my laugh,
offering myself right here, right now, under this sun.

Life between gigs

Well you managed to turn into a star,
and everyone knows that your head is so far,
'cause you left us behind,
when you chose your dream
over everyone here.

So, tell me.
Tell me.
Is it easier to understand you,
when all you know is yourself,
and you don't turn around
for nobody else?

In a few years,
when you have gone by,
I'm sure you will be remembered,
but will we miss you or a disguise that smiles just like you?

So tell me.
After all you've been through,
and once you've proven yourself,
with whom will you celebrate
what only your mind can identify?

So tell me.
Tell me.
Is it easier for you?
'Cause is getting harder for us.
Tell me.

newborn

Drinks under the red light.
Glances of compliancy.
Gaps of silence that draw us near.
Caressing with no touch.

Two idiot kids,
that don't know what's next,
don't want to ruin the surprise.
You find yourself in my eyes.
(reborn every time)

You know this can't last forever,
One is going to live to see the end,
but for us is for good,
and that's more than forever could ask.

You can only feel this once,
Then you'll only yearn it.
All your afternoons turned yellow and red.
I'll go back to being a troubled boy,
You'll regain the uncertainty you had at twelve.

Under the red light,
We stare.
I know everything there is to know,
I know no one understands me better,
no one feels it like you and I do,
and I don't miss moments gone by,
I just wait for the next surprise.

I rest, I rest.
Troubled boy or not,
We took the shot,
And we didn't backed down.

You tilt your head
And let me know,
you knew it all this time,
and since; you rest, you rest.

Two idiot kids,
that don't know what's next,
don't want to ruin the surprise.
You find yourself in my eyes.
(reborn every time)

Reborn every time,
yellow and red,
reborn every time.

you

You waited all this time,
for me to tell you,
that your smiles and your tears,
are safe with me.

You waited all this time,
for me to tell you,
that you can be you,
'cause I'm me,
and I'm yours.

You waited all this time,
for me to tell you,
that your smiles and your eyes,
your tears and your heart,
are safe with me.

Breathe & Breeze

Sitting in the dock,
Watching clouds go by.
It seems I've been here all my life.
But I'm not waiting...

The hole in my stomach,
lets me know
that wherever you are,
you're mine.

The distance that keeps us apart,
the days you didn't smiled into my eyes,
I sit here, knowing the day will come,
and I'm not waiting...

I found you.
Each one walking their path.
We're roads that cross and then tear apart.
Still I found you.

I can't see you right now,
but every gray cloud here today,
has something to do with you,
and they all know we'll meet again.

I stand here,
every afternoon,
knowing each day we're closer,
to the day where you'll find me.
Thinking you,
lost in this crowd.

And I'm not waiting,
I'm not waiting.

I'm just doing what I have to do,
so I'll meet your smile,
(that which feels so deep into me)
one more time.

And I'm not waiting,
I'm not waiting.
I found you, oh,
I found you.