Somos los mismos, las mismas caras, los mismos gestos, las mismas costumbres, los mismos olores, los mismos miedos... pueden haber cambiado nuestras rutinas, pudimos cambiar de aire alguna vez.... pero acá estamos frente a frente tratando de evitar una conversación que tenga un fin en común, un impaz en nuestra historia, dar vuelta la página o no... somos iguales, muy pocas cosas cambiaron, nuestras almas tal vez quieren estar de el otro lado, evitar el contacto, tratar de hablar sin hablar, esquivar el tema principal.. gesticular pero decir otras cosas por dentro, engañarnos a nosotros mismos, un simple juego y yo se bien como jugarlo... no necesito de tu experiencia, no son los años que llevás encima, no me da miedo ser fuerte, esta es mi corazonada.. te ofrezco un café y comprenderte lo demás, no me llena, no me completa, no voy a arriesgarme.. será que somos los mismos, estamos igual que siempre 

Looking at it now it all seems so simple we were lying on your couch,  I remember . You took a Polaroid of us then discovered, the rest of the world was black and white but we were in screaming color....... and I remember thinking, are we out of the woods yet?Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods? Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? In the clear yet, good. Looking at it now last december, we were built to fall apart then fall back together, uour necklace hanging from my neck  the night we couldn't quite forget when we decided, to move the furniture so we could dance baby, like we stood a chance two paper airplanes flying, flying? and I remember thinking...... Are we out of the woods yet?Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods?Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? In the clear yet, good. Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods? Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? In the clear yet, good. Are we out of the woods? Remember when you hit the brakes too soon twenty stitches in a hospital room, when you started crying baby, I did too but when the sun came up I was looking at you. Remember when we couldn't take the heat I walked out, I said ?I'm setting you free? But the monsters turned out to be just trees when the sun came up you were looking at me...you were looking at me? Oh you were looking at me... I remember. Oh, I remember...

ALL I WANNA DO IS GET HIGH BY THE BEACH

I think, i think when it's all over, it just comes back in flashes, you know? It's like a kaleidoscope of memories. It just all comes back. But he never does. I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen. It's not really anything he said or anything he did, it was the feeling that came along with it. And the crazy thing is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again. But I don't know if I should. I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright. But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe he knew that when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him. It was losing me.