There Is No Title For Love

The record’s spinning round and round,

And my heart is beating non-stop.

When you walk in and say,

You would marry me if I were 22,

But I’m only 19.

So, what’s the deal with being in a hurry?

Time is something that is just our lie.

Like the time you said you were fine.

 

Who’s to say we need this now?

Nothing is out there

But the whole world.

And the ease of this pain

Is what sooths your burn,

Like the time we kissed in the rain.

If only my math was better,

I could add a few numbers.

 

But all I have is my creativity,

So I’ll just build a home

That will last.

And now we’re dancing round and round,

Like the King and Queen.

When you whisper in my ear and say,

You would marry me if I were 22,

But I’m only 19.

 

Maybe this is just the test?

To see what moments last

Until the sunset.

Sunshine is the kiss that keeps on giving

Besides the lips of your honey.

And the combination we’ve created

Is like the wrist watch my father bought,

Never dying.

 

One last turn,

And one last kiss when we realize

The music’s fading.

And now we’re just swaying.

When you walk away and say,

You would marry me if I were 22,

But I’m only 19.

Is There Such Thing As…?

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Is there really such a thing as truth anymore? Or just lies that we view as truth?

Days Are Like Moments, Just Extended.

Some days life doesn’t go how I want it to

and some days pass by like the river to my left.

So here’s my hope that I’ll keep living this life like my heart is beating for two

and just because there may be two lives

it doesn’t mean it make this whole thing any easier.

And I’ll dream that this neighbor of mine will make it through the night

just one more time.

It takes a little bit of hope

that I’ll keep living this life like my heart is beating for two

just to make sure that someone special can see that

some days life doesn’t go how we want it

and some days pass like the river to our left.

We have to see that we are not as far apart as it seems

because we all have little moments that change our lives

to become more human.

Selena Vive

Ayer, hace 17 años hemos perdido una persona maravillosa, cantante y artista.

17 años de lágrimas.

Selena vive en nuestros corazones para siempre.

Selena Vive

Selena Quintanilla-Perez

1971-1995

It’s All About Perspective

One Way Ticket

Just booked a one way train ticket to

Chicago.

My art and soul.

Now, will I actually go?

Tape Art

Was It Late, Or Just Early?

Woke up late last Friday,

Or was it early?

My alarm clock never gets the time right,

So I go by how the sun shines.

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I may be late,

But I don’t need an excuse

Since I’m smiling and

The clock stopped working.

Does that mean time stops just for me?

Or do the hours keep passing by?

I just don’t know.

Yet, I’ll be the one to love this day the most.

Keep on walking down this avenue

To the Mississippi

And cast out all my hopes.

Knowing the river flows down stream

And I can chase them.

(Village House Inn)

How my glory may fade

But at least time will always be with me,

Even if I don’t know.

You know what I mean?

Woke up late last Friday,

Or was it early?

My alarm clock never gets the time right,

So I go by how the sun shines.

I may be late,

But I don’t need an excuse

Since I’m smiling and

The clock stopped working.

Does that mean time stops just for me?

Or do the hours keep passing by?

I just don’t know.

I’ll be the one to love this day the most.

It seems as though I’m on a fool adventure

Chasing things I cannot see,

But will time ever cease to be with me?

Maybe once I’m dead and gone,

Under the sea.

Time is just a concept that I’ve built

Making sure I get from point A to B.

Societal roles,

Controlling my mind so I’ll never be free.

Maybe I was never late

And was not early either.

Just stuck in the middle of the tick and the tok

Floating in between.

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So I’m not going to get frustrated

And gutted when time slips away

From me.

I’ll just laugh and say,

“Was it late, or just early?”

You Are Beautiful

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Lana Del Rey

(FuckYeahLanaDelRey)