VEO LA LUZ

gus_puramusica said on 5/10/08 3:05 PM …

muy buena luz :) ta buena

buenas fotos :P

besoo

nos vemoss!

poema_urbano said on 5/10/08 3:30 PM …

que fotografa que fotografa nenaa!
ojala pudieras ir a verme
pero con tus buenas ondas me alcanza
te quiero muucho
muaaaaaaaaa!!

angelique_raziel said on 5/10/08 7:15 PM …

jajajaja

marty1177 said on 5/10/08 8:10 PM …

SIII SOYYY EMMMMMMOOOOOO , Y DESPUES DE ESTE SÁBADO VOY A SER MAS EMOOOO Q NUNCA porq estoyy mas tristeeeee y solooo..... muyy solooooo, perdón pero me retiro al rincón mas oscuro y con mas humedad de mi casaaaa asi ofendidooo y solo con un mechón tapándome el ojo derecho me voy ..........................


MARTY..... ahora emoo

taxidermis said on 5/10/08 8:22 PM …

Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.

Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

taxidermis said on 5/10/08 8:22 PM …

Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.

Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.