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Late to the Flight

If you keep rolling with dices
Keep that stake in your heart
You look like a crooner in crisis
Shaking your hips like a (?)
 
Dice fall from the table
Agitating the room
Take your arms if you're able
I won't do it for you
 
Anytime
Anytime
 
Late to the flight
Take your seat next to the woman and wife
By candle light
Don't wear your smiley face t-shirt tonight
 
Just like a car
You'll take off running with all of your might
Sleep like a teen
Paint dots on your wrist to see me in your dream
 
Paint dots on your wrist
Paint dots on your wrist
 
You look like a crooner in crisis
Shaking your hips like a (?)
Your must keep rolling the dices
Keep that stake in your heart
 
Late to the flight
Take your seat next to the woman and wife
By candle light
Don't wear your smiley face t-shirt tonight
 
Just like a car
You'll take off running with all of your might
Sleep like a teen
Paint dots on your wrist to see me in your dream
 
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Almost invisible spance
 
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Mirando de lado

Cuando miro de lado,
confundo horizontales con lo parado,
el barandal se vuelve una escalera con barrotes,
con barrotes que nacen de un costado.
 
Cuando miro de lado,
veo los autos escalando,
lo que antes era calle se ha convertido
en un muro pavimentado.
 
Cuando miro de lado,
confundo horizontales con lo parado,
las aves nadan ágilmente como peces en el cielo
que se ha convertido en lago.
 
Cuando miro de lados,
confundo horizontales con lo parado,
el humo de tabaco se dispara
y se dispara de la punta del cigarro.
 
Se comienza por girar la cabeza 45 grados
como si se apoyase sobre uno de sus hombros,
izquierdo o derecho según su preferencias,
pudiendo utilizar este como almohada.
Recostada la cabeza sobre el hombro,
se procede a abrir los ojos.....
Y usted estará mirando de lado.