Sí, dos y cero, ahora es un dos delante. Dos números para la edad, dos veces para tropezar con la piedra. Dos apellidos, DOS para IBM, primer número par, 2 coma algo y el numero e, 2 puede ser el doble o la mitad, bisiesto, dual, bipolar, como muchos. El bien y el mal, el código binario y el blanco y negro. Dos es multitud, ajeno a la soledad, pluralidad. Hombre y mujer, con dos ojos y dos pulmones que son dos que sirven para respirar, para inhalar y exhalar, dos. El numero dos que sirve para doblar y para crear mitades, para estar solo y acompañado. Dos mitades para algo, dos personas y el amor. Es la pareja, lo consciente y lo inconsciente, la vida privada y la vida social. Dos nunca fue el ganador, pero sigue siendo podio y triunfador. Dos para el buen sexo, porque no hay dos sin tres. Te quiero, tan terrible frase de dos (palabras). Dos besos para saludar, dos ruedas para correr, dos manos para caer. Dos días de findesemana. Si es que todo va a parejas, siempre hay problema y solución, locura y cordura, alegría y tristeza.
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There´s no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song I could sing, but I can try…
Our dreams are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepia tone loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? and where do we go?
And how come it´s so hard?
It´s not always easy but
I´ll tell you one thing, it’s always better when we´re together…
- Jack Johnson
(Te echo de menos)
… if you really want me.
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You cannot quit me so quickly
Is no hope in you for me?
No corner you could squeeze me?
But I got all the time for you, love
The Space Between
The tears we cry
Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain
But will I hold you again?
These fickle, fuddled words confuse me
Like ‘Will it rain today?’
Waste the hours with talking, talking
These twisted games we’re playing
We’re strange allies
With warring hearts
What wild-eyed beast you be
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain
Will I hold you again?
Will I hold…
Look at us spinning out in
The madness of a roller coaster
You know you went off like a devil
In a church in the middle of a crowded room
All we can do, my love
Is hope we don’t take this ship down
The Space Between
Where you’re smiling high
Is where you’ll find me if I get to go
The Space Between
The bullets in our firefight
Is where I’ll be hiding, waiting for you
The rain that falls
Splash in your heart
Ran like sadness down the window
into your room
The Space Between
Our wicked lies
Is where we hope to keep safe from pain
Take my hand
‘Cause we’re walking out of here
Oh, right out of here
Love is all we need here
The Space Between
What’s wrong and right
Is where you’ll find me hiding, waiting for you
The Space Between
Your heart and mine
Is a space we’ll fill with time
The Space Between…

