Feel content every once and a while,
Distract yourself from stress and sorrow,
Fake a smile, eventually it will get there,
You think it's all going south but then something great happens,
Or it doesn't but c'mon!
Don't be like me,
Be happy.

Jealousy drains my heart,
I don't feel love or anything,
if you threw me down a hill, I'd roll..

A stone fills the void my heart used to occupy,
I don't want to confess my suffering to you,
'cause that's what good people do? Right?
Keep it to yourself, crying alone at night,
wouldn't want to interrupt anyone's flirting..

The blues come marchin' in at night,
that time, when you're all alone,
and nobody can relieve you of those tears,
'cause they don't even know you're still conscious..
That feeling is always the same,
there's a name for it,
and that would be the blues,
but the blues have been used so many times..
So cry with somethin' else in mind,
although the feeling is always the same.

Learn the coordinates to the moon,
we'll be sending you there soon,
ignore the strange sounds outside,
they don't mean any harm,
they don't mean to alarm you they're friendly...
What would you think if I didn't say a word?
What would you do if I couldn't be heard?
Send me to the moon.

I live for worldly desires,
And all of its fires,
Yes I'm proud of my love for time,
I cherish the now, I hold tomorrow in high regards,

Understand me,

I don't see my body as a shell,
I don't expect a reward such as "heaven",
I do not fear such lies as "hell",
Can you be a good person just by knowing that this is all there is?
What more do you want?!
Now that is true greed,
Not wanting what you have,
and waiting because you feel you deserve more than you are getting,
That is true sin,
Restricting yourself in the one life you posses,
Betting your greed on a strangers guess,
Help the planet that has birthed you, and your loved ones,
Do 't turn to the skies for forgiveness,
Cherish your world and its incomparable beauty!
Do not deny the ones who support you,
Who bear your good and bad days,
Throwing yourself at the feet of an unknown "god" of your choice,
Could you not suffice with this galaxy?
You need heavens?
You need more than what your under-appreciated planet has given you?!
That, my dear listener is Greed.

You've got to be kidding,
I could never find what you're looking for,
You don't just give away these things,
No one does that anymore..
Maybe I've been asleep,
And now suddenly the world works in new ways..
Maybe it's just one of those days,
Or maybe I'm just tired of hearing your secrets.

You are not alone,
The public can see you,
You are not alone,
Sitting in your reflective cage, sing it!
You are not alone!
In your stark room with one painting
You are not alone,
Get off your chair, give a dog a bone,
You are not alone!

Fmdowofnfnghfiroejenfueownenfifoemdnfiffodisjwoawos!
Do you understand me??
Of course you don't, no one does...

Tired, exhausted and beat,
But nothing really matters anymore,
Let's talk about the trees
and the flowers
and the bees,
But no you'd never write a love song to the breeze,

I'm so hungry but I can't eat,
sure I'm tired, there's nowhere to sleep!
And the breeze is blowing helping me stay on my feet,
Oh I'm so tired but I can't sleep,
Sure I'm hungry, there's nothing to eat!
And the breeze is blowing helping me stay on my feet,
But no you'd never...write a love song to the breeze...

No podemos pretender ser robots por siempre,
No somos maquinas, la sangre corre entre nuestras venas,
nos picas y no reaccionamos,
Repito que no somos de metal,
Estamos construidos sobre los huesos de nuestros antepasados,
Criados con la carne de nuestras victimas, y eso tristemente nos alegra,
Aunque pretendemos ser plasticos y sintizados,
Somos todos de una substancia frágil,
aunque se idealize un mecanico o una postiza,
cuando todo se acabe,
Cuando nos veamos a base de quien somos en realidad,
nos daremos cuenta de lo débil, de lo exagerado que es nuestro especie,
No tenemos ni la capacidad de ser hormigas,
Ya, no podemos pretender ser robots.

I appreciate who you are,
You don't have to apologize
for talking about something you know about,
I'm confident with what you've got to say,
If you mess up it's okay,
So confidently share with me, don't beware and self depricate,
Let go of that scared little girl that you aren't.

This year feels like a review of the last,
Maybe it's just 'cause the beggining's a bit rough,
And everyone revisits the past..
But you with those eyes like jewels and your shining smile,
You make it all worth the while,
February, March, April, May,
I'm tired but that's ok,
Let's create some memories to review..

Mis animos huyan de mi,
de repente tan contenta de repente tan arrepentida,
celebraciones, malaventuras,
algo de importancia y amor pura
el tiempo no es lo suficiente?
Sonrie con ese rostro que tienes de deprimente..
La vida se te escapa.

Como estan las cosas..
Aveces tan brillantes,
pero aveces esta todo nublado..
y esa oscuridad te lleva al silencio,
el silencio tenso,
pero ese silencio se resuelve,
la luz vuelve,
despues de todo.. valio la pena.

Te amo, aunque suene a cliche,
te recuerdo siempre que puedo,
siento que es necesario,
yo se que este no es un poema muy elaborado,
lo se.
Tu mereces los versos mas estupendos,
los versos que representan los pasiones tan vivos de la vida!
pero por ahora yo soy tan simple y enamorada,
te amo.

Reminiscin' your love,
seems like it was ages ago but it was only yesterday... when..
You and I looked out over this small city,
So many stories, written by the hour,
I'll whisper some in your ear, if you've got time,
if they were forgotten it sure would be a pity,
So pass on the many tales of love,
For some are lost.

I don't know what it's like
I'd never understand
I'm just living on a cloud
Hopping through my fantasy land,
I look down on the rest
And i don't wish you the best
I'm a two faced liar
My pants are on fire
And this is just the reality!
It's not you
The rumors about me are true.
I don't have a sense of humor
I don't play well with others
I'm a selfish unkempt snob
I'm a disrespecting law breaking,...I even make clowns sob!
You're right
It's not you..
The rumors about me are true,
Yeah sure
The rumors about me are true.

It's that moment
when the sun is hidden away
the moon must have chased him out of the sky..
She sang him hit the road Jack,
but soon he'll be back...
And she'll have to hide away...