The Build Up by The Kings of Convenience

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BkhLKfU7Nis&fmt=18

The build-up lasted for days
Lasted for weeks
Lasted too long

Our hero withdrew
When there was two
He could not choose one
So there was none

Worn into the vaguely announced
Worn into the vaguely announced

The spinning top made a sound like a train across the valley
Fading, oh so quiet, but constant till it passed
Over the ridge into the distances, written on your ticket
To remind you where to stop
And when to get off

The spinning top made a sound like a train across the valley
Fading, oh so quiet, but constant till it passed
Over the ridge into the distances, written on your ticket
To remind you where to stop
And when to get off

The spinning top made a sound like a train across the valley
Fading, oh so quiet, but constant till it passed
Over the ridge into the distances, written on your ticket
To remind you where to stop
And when to get off
When to get off
When to get off
When to get off

Night

Silence so profound that I can hear the sounds of my thoughts going around, trying to find some place to call home. Nothing kills me more than this silence that surrounds and envelops me. Strength, I have none. Only promises to keep and feelings to respect. Silence that reminds me of the lonliness that calls, yearning for something that’s nothing yet means everything. Am I alone in these corridors? It seems that not even hope penetrates the depths in which night seems to sublime. I forget for a moment and am lost hoping to be found but then I remember where I am and realize I have to continue walking down these barren streets as night begins to set yet again.

Pensando – Part 2

“Y pensando
que sinceramente te quiero así,
Tal como eres y como sé
Que lo que haces te hace feliz.
Tal como eres.
Trato de hacer algo por los dos,
Simplificando hasta mi interior,
Trato de verme tal como soy,
es lo que tienes.

Trato de darte lo mejor
y hacer que todo se llame amor,
Trato de verme como soy hoy,
cambiar lo que duele.”