Pieces of WhaT?

Sábado por la mañana, las anginas inflamadas.

Muchas ganas de dormir.

No me alcanzó la noche. Pensamientos cercanos y lejanos.

Adorables abrazos e incipientes despedidas.

No me quiero ni bañar me quema en la cara el sol del mediodía.

Seria bueno tomar un rato esas cuerdas y quemar mis dedos.

Tengo una buena tonada...

Y una imágen de deleite

When the world has turned

Paralyzed and wrong

Cold-blooded claws never offer

Anything at all

Past the point of love

Shattered and untied

Waiting to pick up the pieces

That make it out alright

But pieces of what?

Pieces of what?

Pieces of what doesn't matter anymore

Moonlight on my floorS

hining through the roof

They got the city surrounded

As if I needed proof

I forgot my fear

Feel it's on the rise

Buried by all of the pieces

Falling from the sky

But pieces of what?

Pieces of what?

Pieces of what we used to call home

Lay my dragon's teeth

And shallow water steel

At the belgian gates

I'm waiting for my meal