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Montreal

I'm trying to get to you
To the cold and glass and pain
Cutting back on everything
Never on a passing train
 
Sentence scraps the paper
Could not be there to you
And built-in conversation
What we would never lose
 
I'm going to Montreal
 
I won't do what they tell me
No I stay just the same
Tunneled all the pine trees
Still play a wasting game
 
I'm going, I'm going
I'm going to Montreal
 
I was looking for an answer
I would never find in you
I was looking for an answer
 
I'm going, I'm going away
I'm going to Montreal
 
I was looking for an answer
I would never find in you
Sold all my records
What a stupid thing to do
 
Going to Montreal
I never had a clue
No, I never had a clue
 

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R.O.C.K. In The U.S.A

They come from the cities
And they come from the smaller towns
Beat up cars with guitars and drummers
Goin crack boom bam
 
[Chorus]
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A., Yeah, Yeah!
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
 
Said goodbye to their families
Said goodbye to their friends
With pipe dreams in their heads
And very little money in their hands
Some are black and some are white
Ain't to proud to sleep on the floor tonight
With the blind faith of Jesus you know that they just might, be
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Hey!
 
Voices from nowhere
And voices from the larger towns
Filled our head full of dreams
Turned the world upside down
 
There was Frankie Lyman-Bobby Fuller-Mitch Ryder
(They were Rockin')
Jackie Wilson-Shangra-las-Young Rascals
(They were Rockin')
Spotlight on Martha Reeves
Let's don't forget James Brown
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Hey!
 
[Chorus]
 

Poema

heme
pues aquí
soy el frondoso
árbol genealógico
de toda poesía vieja o nueva
sea adánica edénica o satánica
algunas de mis hojas caen es cierto
pero esponjan la tierra se hacen abono
mis mejores frutos estallan sobre las cabezas
de quienes se van por las ramas ramoneando
o de quienes dormitan y roncan bajo mi sombra
la verde verdad de mi follaje busca más y más cielo
por eso mis raíces se hunden en el subsuelo
acepto riegos y podas mis pájaros cantan
me olvido de esos que acuchillan mi corteza
borro sus nombres mientras voy creciendo
me asustan los hacheros que cumplen
órdenes municipales o ministeriales
¿qué daño hago yo a nadie?
A TI QUE MIRAS
TE RUEGO
RESPETAR
Y AMAR
CADA
RAMA
TODA
HOJA
CADA
HIJA
TODO
NUDO
DE MI
TRONCO
Y POR FAVOR
NUNCA ORINES
AQUÍ EN MIS RAÍCES
 

Stand Up

When you
Feel that all roads lead back to
The same dead end street and you
Feel the walls are closing in
And there's nowhere to break through
 
Hold on when you feel alone, hold on
Because there's always hope, be strong
Don't go and throw your life away
Hold on for better days
 
Sometimes your heart feels empty
And your thoughts are black
It's hard to [try the strange]
But when the stone blows over
And the clouds are have gone
You can see the sun again
 
Stand up
When you feel knock down
Stand up
Get up of the ground
Stand up
One day your life will change
 
Yes it's hard
Hard to keep your [noser lee]
And to [over cause] the clip
Of all the obstacles on your way
Learn too more than just keep pace
 
Sometimes it all feels like a conspiracy
Designed to bring you to your knees
But if you roll with the [you're blowen]
Keep yourself respect
Someday you break free
 
Stand up
When you feel knock down
Stand up
Get up of the ground
Stand up
One day your life will change
 
Hold your position, stop panicking
Nothing they can take is worth rescueing
Your life is gonna change
 
Stand up
When you feel knock down
Stand up
Get up of the ground
Stand up
Your life will change
Stand up
When you feel knock down
Stand up
Get up of the ground
Stand up
One day your life will change
 

Field-Trip Buddy

Fingers clenching the plastic handle
Of the lunchbox on the seat I saved for you
And kicking off the clumps of snow still
Clinging to my velcros
I wonder if You remember you said
You'd be my field trip buddy

Oh the places we'll find all by ourselves
If you would be my field trip buddy
I promise I won't tell anybody else

Please stay together and hold hands
Our instructions before entering the symphony hall
It's not the chandelier circus that's making me nervous
Your hand playing orchestras against mine

Oh the places we'll find all by ourselves
If you would be my field trip buddy
I promise I won't tell anybody else

Oh the places we'll find all by ourselves
If you would be my field trip buddy
I promise I won't tell anybody else

Lights going down now
Everyone secretly hoping they never come back on
Balancing elbows you keep pressing so slowly
I can't be making this up
And the sugar plums turn to cotton candy in my periphery
Our foreheads so close
And right there in the back row
Foreseeing a standing ovation
We promised to be each other's field trip buddy

Oh the places we'll find all by ourselves
If you would be my field trip buddy
I promise I won't tell anybody else

Oh the places we'll find all by ourselves
If you would be my field trip buddy
I promise I won't tell anybody else
Won't tell anybody else