Out There

Walking in London is an eternal souvenir,
for the eyes of an eternal tourist.
Walking in London leaves, all the greatness in your feet
and the rest, out of your pockets.

Walking in London with fear, more even than the sea
And the waves of emptiness.
Walking in London to see, that I will disappear 
Between the pavement and the bricks.

But still you can go out there,
and flight like a ghost, a black shadow in the fog, just flight.
Just follow the crowd, don’t wake up just go out there.

While I’m walking in London, I feel
like the grey blur that have been polluted all the air.
Walking in London is free,
but my friend that doesn’t mean you can keep all in your pockets.

But still you can go out there,
and flight like a bird, start in Hampstead Heath, just flight.
Take it slow, no hurries just go out there.

Come on go, out there
is the sky the limit for limitless.
Come on take, my hand.
We are going to do it eternally.


Out There

Show me someone who doesn't dream about the future

I see crowds of lonely people from the middle of the street,
the cocoons of convenances, overwhelmed by fear,
of intimacy… intimacy.. 

The Tube, a party, a street, an office, a pub full of friends,
a family, loved ones, strangers…
Smiling… smiling. 

But lonely again, urban loneliness, 
show me someone who doesn't dream about the future,
my friend.

Positive and negative, a never charged battery
Indifference or respect, 
for the right to be left.

Lonely again, urban loneliness, 
show me someone who doesn't dream about the future,
my friend.

Urban Loneliness is about all of us, 
all the busy people living in the City.
Urban Loneliness is about all of us, 
all the busy people living in the City, just like us.


Show Me Someone Who Doesnt Dream About The Future

Who is she?

There, in the corner of dark,
I saw you float, 
Who is she? What’s she making on me?

One million of head apart,
Are you a kind of god?
Who is she? What’s she making on me?

I’m just that long shadow blur,
In the middle of nothing (x2)

Where do you from
Tell me, why are you so special?
Who is she? What’s she making on me?

I’m waiting for, you to turn
Also I know, I’m not the only one
Who is she? What’s she making on me?

I’m just that long shadow blur,
In the middle of nothing (x2)

Girl take me too, close to you
But someone please tell me one thing
Who is she? What’s she making on me?


Who Is She

Grey is the Colour of Indifference

During the last meeting, the point was me.
But I wasn’t invited, the Grey painted everything.
And I know, that’s all! Now is mandatory don’t have a soul...?
I know the dress code, grey the colour of indifference, I know.

They sent me the arguments, written in the books.
They said, I am rejected for all my colour blue.
And I know, that’s all! Now is mandatory have a soul...?
I know the dress code, grey the colour of indifference, I know.

I wasn’t expecting been fired by my attitude
I just realized that to be grey is what I should use.

Today I’m by myself, running on the streets.
I’m using a jacket to cover what I use to be.
And I know, that’s all! Now I can’t escape for all the colours.
I know I was wrong. I like to be multicolour.

I wasn’t expecting been so happy, with my yellow hat.
I just realized that green combine with my eyes.
Now I’m looking forward for an orange scarf,
Tomorrow a beautiful red hair is waiting… for me to touch.


Grey The Color Of Indifference

What was left?

I still got painting in my jacket from,
The last hug that you gave me, my love.
I know you don’t like raw words at all.
You always wanted cooked well done.

Your hate for my hands in my pockets, found
A perfect excuse, to say “even now! Oh god”.
The hair was not covering your face, I saw
A grin of certain sadness, maybe not.

The thing is, now I can bread slowly.
My lungs are making a party for you,
And for what was left.

It was a cloud that take you from me.
I don’t remember well your feet.
You always had that capacity,
To float, to flight, to disappear. 

Another option is that you were just air,
Which made a way out between the splits.
Today I have to recognize, with any fear
I look relief, and weird.

The thing is, now I can bread slowly.
My lungs are making a party for you,
And for what was left.


What Was Left

Quiero Volver

Quiero volver no sé por qué,
pero te echo de menos.
Más que ayer.

Mirame bien, sé que tú puedes
reconocerme al vuelo.
Soy el de ayer.

Y sé que tú, tú también (x2)

Abre la puerta, 
no tengo llave,
la perdí.

Puedo forzar, pero no quiero
destruir,
lo que queda, y…

Verte otra vez, llorando
pidiendo por favor, no hagas mas daño.

Si supieras que no puedo,
verte sonreir,
Sabiendo que querrias,
verme otra vez aquí.

Cris Hernandez

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