Bajo el puente

Viernes por la noche en Ciudad de México, paso las últimas horas del día en compañía de tantos extraños que coincidimos en un vagón del metro (la limosina naranja)... a quién le importa si hace 24 años perdiste un brazo en el terremoto y no has conseguido trabajo, pasa sin cuidado si sanitizan el metro cada 72 horas, me he cansado de los ofrecimientos de discos a $10 -desde corridos hasta dance-, prefiero leer El Gráfico y enterarme que a otros les ha ido peor que a mí. Me estoy acostumbrando a la basura por doquier.

Reniego de estar lejos de ellos, de ti, de nosotros. He tomado este camino... el retorno a los ideales, el escape hacia los sueños, viajando en el tren de la duda y la realidad.

"RUNAWAY TRAIN"
(Soul Asylum)

Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a slow torch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning

So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep

It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray

CHORUS
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here no there

Can you help me remember how to smile
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded
Life's mystery seems so faded

I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train

Everything is cut and dry
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it

CHORUS

Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughin' at the rain
Little out of touch, little insane
Just easier than dealing with the pain

Runaway train never comin' back
Runaway train tearin' up the track
Runaway train burnin' in my veins
Runaway but it always seems the same.

(Es un honor vivir en el DF)