Clouds are everywhere
Goddamn it sure is lovely
I was lost and now you're here
What the hell made me die and be born again
What am I even writing
Fuck it, I am pretty damn alive
And the world's a bloody pond
And I be flyin', mon
...
Lost, lost, I am forever lost
Being Irish because I am gone
For you have sealed my choice
And I have left this place
I cannot believe I am this far from everything
Perhaps I should merely call it a night
Though it does feel lovely
To be this close to whatever they call "this"
Why did I even tell her I'd do it?
Why do it in the first place?
I'll tell you why exactly, my dearest lady of mine:
I have been poisoned; shall fate be mine
Light-headed, lost, deviated, it is not I who is in control
Nobody but chance makes the choices I hold
For light is ephemeral, and my grin amusing
And your eyes are far away from me and the keys that amaze the mortals
...
Puta la hueá, estoy verdaderamente lejos de lo que sea que haya sido antes de haberle dejado actuar.
In vino veritas? Sería curioso decir que si.
Me muevo hacia adelante.
Hay mucho por hacer.
Ahora sólo queda sonreír, y esperar.
Oh, yo te odio. Pero sí que fue -y es- divertido.
Y es por eso que estoy aquí.
