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Mirrors

I was playing with mirrors and then I saw myself
I saw everything there was inside me
The storms, the clearings,
The noise and the silence

Busy roads to nowhere
That’s what I first noticed

I'll love you forever

“I’ll love you forever,
Even when you’re gone”
That was my promise
And I’ve kept it on

I’ll love you forever,
And I’ll kiss you every night

The Girl with Scissors

I’m tracing shapes with my hands
And seeing double
I know I’ll get in trouble
If I miss a step
Or grab a sharp end

That day,
I was counting corners in my head
From one through ten

Leave no one to tell the stories

We were so close
We needed space to grow
And then they came
Talking about our hate

I thought we were all the same
But then I saw our differences

Some sang:
“Bring the knives,

Sand in my Shoes

Sand in my shoes
And I can’t walk to you
I don’t want to move
I’d rather stay here
Where there’s no pain for me

There’s the sun on my face
And I can’t find your eyes

Vapor Trails

Vapor trails,
Paper trains
I wish I could sail away

On saggy boats
With cardboard doors
Why can’t I just fly above?

This empty jar
These broken bars
It’s all tearing me apart

Twisted Faces

Twisted face is in the mirror
Torned emotions in my eyes
Is hard to make believe
That I’m fine in spite of sadness
And I can live like this forever
Cause there’s nothing wrong with me

Two Letters

I need to write two letters
I need to let them know
Though I might’ve been a harlot
A traitor I was not

I hear the sisters coming
They wake me from my sleep
My time has come, it’s over!

Sirenas

Aqui esta lleno de sirenas,
Que cantan y alarman a todas horas.
Y estoy cansada de escucharlas
Y de saber perfectamente que es lo que vienen a hacer.
No traen nada bueno con ellas,

White Hair

White hair
Wise man
Tell me what
I have been doing wrong

These dreams
Seem obscene
The more I dream
The more I want them to be real

Tell me wise man all there is to know

Unusual

I’m a little unusual today.
Is not that I have never felt this way,
It’s just that the sea made me think
Of all those things that I’m about to live.

Agua Mala

El agua que mata no es mala.
Si te ha quitado la vida
Llorare tu ausencia en mi alma,
Mi alma que esta perdida

Aun fluyen los rios con risas
De amores que no se olvidan.

Water Street

I’m so lost
Will I ever find myself again?
Hurts so much
How could I ever lose my pride in there?

Should I jump out my window
And crash my dreams on Water Street?

En el ultimo puerto

Una vez fui al puerto a pedir por ti,
Y coincidio que el cielo lloro por ti.
La espuma salada lavaba mis pies
Mientras tu corrias lejos de aquel tierno ataradecer.

Abanicos de Papel

Abanico de papel
Traeme amores por doquier
Que el calor de mis pasiones
No se amanze al amanecer

Corredores de mi piel
Llevo en las venas todo mi amor por el