like a complete unknown

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

cuatro

fade to black

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now hes gone

No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I cant think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye

tres

Tire Swing

I took the Polaroid down in my room I'm pretty sure you have a new girlfriend It's not as if I don't like you It just makes me sad whenever I see it 'cause I like to be gone most of the time And you like to be home most of the time If I stay in one place I lose my mind I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with

I had a dream that had to drive to Madison
To deliver a painting for some silly reason
I took a wrong turn and ended up in Michigan
Paul Baribeau took me to the giant tire swing
Gave me a push and he started singing
I sang along while I was swinging
The sound of our voices made us forget everything
That had ever hurt our feelings

Now I'm home for less than twenty-four hours
That's hardly time to take a shower
Hug my family and take your picture off the wall
Check my email write a song and make a few phone calls
Before it's time to leave again
I've got one hand on the steering wheel
One waving out the window
If I'm a spinster for the rest of my life
My arms will keep me warm on cold and lonely nights

Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended
Even if he didn't I wouldn't be offended

dos

Cinderella's shoe was the perfect size, so why did it come off while she ran?

uno

hola, soy katu (o kati o katto o antonia). esta imágen es de clover, manga que me marcó, tanto por su dibujo y su historia como por el diagrama de la hoja en general, que es un arte en sí misma.
a clover se debe (obviamente) el título de mi blog, ya que su protagonista, es el trébol de cuatro hojas: Suu (el que está con ella es Ran, el trébol de tres hojas y mi personaje predilecto)

























esta otra es de Nana, que por ahora es mi manga favorito !
el mejor personaje de toodos es shin (mi amor platónico) y ella es reira - su alma gemela, o como quieran llamarlo los cursis de allá afuera-
me encanta el estilo y la música punk, y en parte por eso amo tanto nana: todo el tiempo usan ropa de vivienne westwood (diseñadora de los sex pistols) !