Alice was also three.

Debo confesar que he caido de nuevo en el abismo,
regresé otra vez sobre mis pasos y me perdí...

"Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you"

Y en estos días no salgo a caminar bajo la lluvia,
estos días intento concentrarme en la línea que dibuja mi memoria
y es difícil porque la niebla es cada vez más densa,
el toque ya no es suficiente y los recuerdos no me mantienen en tierra.

"And you danced to the shadow of a black poplar tree"


Debo confesar que he caido de nuevo en el abismo,
y esta vez el miedo no ha hecho efecto
no me detiene y no cambia nada
y no sé cuan larga será esta vez la caida
y por primera vez, no tengo certeza alguna de lo que quedará al final.

"And I watched you as you disappeared. I watched you as you disappeared. I watched you..."

Trout and Squirrel

So in the dark I heard the chords,
while I was hiding from the words,
there was a web to break the fall,
there was a shadow on the wall.

And so it was when I looked up
there was a mirror and a cup,
along came squirrel and the trout
and then a smile replaced the pout.

And as I walk out of the woods
and gently caring for my wounds
I hold this star, but not to weep,
for it to sing me in my sleep.