Well it's a big big city and it's always the same

Can never be too pretty tell me you your name

Is it out of line if I were simply bold to say "Would you be mine"?

Because I may be a beggar and you maybe the queen

I know I maybe on a downer am still ready to dream

Now it's 3 o'clock time it takes for you to talk

So if you're lonely why'd you say your not lonely

Oh your a silly girl, I know I hurt it so

It's just like you to come and go,

You know me no you don't even know me

Your so sweet to try, oh my, you caught my eye

A girl like you's just irresistible

Well it's a big big city and the lights are all out

But it's much as I can do you know to figure you out

And I must confess, my hearts in broken pieces

And my heads a mess

And it's 4 in the morning, and I'm walking along

Beside the ghost of every drinker here who has ever done wrong

And it's you, woo hoo

That's got me going crazy for the things you do

So if your crazy I don't care you amaze me

Oh your a stupid girl, oh me, oh my, you talk

I die, you smile, you laugh, I cry

And only, a girl like you could be lonely

And it's a crying shame, if you would think the same

A boy like me's just irresistible

So if your lonely, why'd you say you're not lonely

Oh your a silly girl, I know I hurt it so

It's just like you to come and go

And know me, no you don't even know me

Your so sweet to try oh my, you caught my eye

A girl like you's just irresistible.

Todo pasa por algo, y hoy, es el primer dia del resto de mi vida.

Blink, blink at me Rita
Don't you know I'm a bleeder?
And I promised I wouldn't lead her on
But she met me, then led me
And I ate what was fed me
'Til I purged every word in this song.

Multiplicidad de raiz, Par.
Gente Par.

Multiplicidad de raíz, Impar.

Gente Impar.

Eje X.

But you wont taste her lips if you do get to kiss her.

Pandora: What a mess!
Effy: They fuck you up.
Pandora: They don't mean to, Eff.

Effy: But they do.

He never learned her, quite. Year after year
That territory, without seasons, shifted
under his eye. An hour he could be lost
in the walled anger of her quarried hurt
on turning, see cool water laughing where
the day before there were stones in her voice.
He charted. She made wilderness again.
Roads disappeared. The map was never true.
Wind brough him rain sometimes, tasting of sea -
and suddenly she would change the shape of shores
faultlessly calm. All, all was each day new:
the shadows of her love shortened or grew
like trees seen from an unexpected hill,
new country at each jaunty helpless journey.
So he accepted that geography, constantly strange.
Wondered. Stayed home increasingly to find
his way among the landscapes of her mind.