No sé por qué será, que pensaba escribir sobre lo que ha venido ocurriendo en las últimas semanas, cuando me encontré con un video de Talking Heads y ahora no quiero publicar en este blog nada que no sea ese video. Tal vez es por el mismo estado de ánimo de ayer, el que me lleva a escuchar aquellas canciones con las cuales me encuentro. Pocas personas saben que esta es mi canción favorita, no sólo de Talking Heads, sino en general. Cada vez que la escucho sale el yo más yo que puede haber.


This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)

Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me ’round
I feel numb. Born with a weak heart
(so I) guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It’s ok, I know nothing's wrong... nothing

Hi yo I got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up and say goodnight... say goodnight

Home is where I want to be
But I guess I’m already there
I come home, she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can’t tell one from another
Did I find you or you find me?
There was a time
Before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I’ll be... where I’ll be

Hi yo we drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal, looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I’m dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head
Ah ooh...