posted January 13, 2016 12:16 AM
I’ve seen it in the movies
I’ve seen it in their plots
But this is the real life
And you don’t know what this is all aboutThe human’s in trouble
He can’t cure his disease
Death comes by soon my friend
And he won’t rest in peace
He prayed to the invisible gods
Saying love reign o’er me
But he never took a chance to try
Cause the lover is far in the seas
She sailed far in the northeast
To find a place to live in Spain
She went away tired from the games of pain
That he never wanted to make them
He feared the ties that bind
He was young and naïve with love
He cared a lot but he never tried to find
The keys to her heart
And she flied to Barcelona
Searching for the modern thrills
Ain’t so hard when you know what you feel
That you’re free to live the way you want to
And he’s now working as a teacher
Making children learn some melodies
While he sings old time ballads for the kids
He thinks them as messages for her
And he spends his weekends
Making drunken sessions with his friends
The new lemmy is his what does him good
And eases his troubled mood
Well she’s now a vanguard poet
Expressing oxymorons and trendy rhymes
With a near-perfect time
Oh, ain’t so hard when you are fine
Or that’s what it seems
As she hides the pain with bourbon
And endless escapades with men
That had nothing but mindless vanity
And the longing she represses
It turned into nails to her heart
Daily pains, daily remembrances
Of keeping your heart on your sleeve
And in their minds there’s only one
But the message is never sent
The walls of pride have made ‘em numb
Love is a waste as the disconnection wins
Then one day he sends a letter
Saying, how have you been?
She said, I’m fine my brother
While she longs for a moment with him
Then the pain was over
The sun shined once again
The miles apart made it clear
There’s no turning back for this
Then as the years went by
They forgot about the past
And they remember now with a sigh
What they thought it will last
One by one, two by two
Clap and clap and here we go
Cut, and the scene it’s over
There ain’t no lovers here, but actors pretending