…Qué bonito es estar
loco y andar suelto…
Como decía
Alicia en el país de las maravillas …"La locura es el estado en que la felicidad deja de ser
inalcanzable."
“El de la locura y el de
la cordura son dos países limítrofes, de fronteras tan imperceptibles, que
nunca puedes saber con seguridad si te encuentras en el territorio de la una o
en el de la otra”
(Arturo Graf)
Una idea para superar este estupendo
lunes de primavera porque vencido el lunes, vencida la semana: escucha esta
canción…seguro que que hace que sonrías y te pongas las pilas… ¡¡Allá vamos!!
Esta mañana, una canción preciosa de Twenty one pilots, Stressed Out, ¡¡Cómo me gusta!!,… coge
tu cafecito y escúchala…¡¡¡Sube los altavoces, canta y deja que tus pies te
lleven (seguro que te mueves)!!!...es para ti
¡¡VAmooos!! A por el lunes
Stressed out
I wish I found
some better sounds no one's ever heard,
I wish I had a
better voice that sang some better words,
I wish I found
some chords in an order that is new,
I wish I didn't
have to rhyme every time I sang,
I was told when I
get older all my fears would shrink,
But now I'm
insecure and I care what people think.
My name's
'Blurryface' and I care what you think.
My name's
'Blurryface' and I care what you think.
Wish we could turn
back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma
sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
Wish we could turn
back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma
sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
We're stressed
out.
Sometimes a
certain smell will take me back to when I was young,
How come I'm never
able to identify where it's coming from,
I'd make a candle
out of it if I ever found it,
Try to sell it,
never sell out of it, I'd probably only sell one,
It'd be to my
brother, 'cause we have the same nose,
Same clothes
homegrown a stone's throw from a creek we used to roam,
But it would
remind us of when nothing really mattered,
Out of student
loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter.
My name's
'Blurryface' and I care what you think.
My name's
'Blurryface' and I care what you think.
Wish we could turn
back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma
sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
Wish we could turn
back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma
sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
We used to play
pretend, give each other different names,
We would build a
rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away,
Used to dream of
outer space but now they're laughing at our face,
Saying, "Wake
up, you need to make money."
Yo.
We used to play
pretend, give each other different names,
We would build a
rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away,
Used to dream of
outer space but now they're laughing at our face,
Saying, "Wake
up, you need to make money."
Yo.
Wish we could turn
back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma
sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
Wish we could turn
back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma
sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
Used to play
pretend, used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play
pretend, wake up, you need the money
Used to play
pretend, used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play
pretend, wake up, you need the money
We used to play
pretend, give each other different names,
We would build a
rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away,
Used to dream of
outer space but now they're laughing at our face,
Saying, "Wake
up, you need to make money."
