Hector Guillermo Parra Alvarez

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    Thirty-Three

    Speak to me in a language I can hear humour me before I have to go
    Deep in thought I forgive everyone
    As the cluttered streets greet me once again
    I know I cant be late, suppers waiting on the table
    Tomorrows just an excuse away
    So I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own
    The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet
    At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk
    Steeple guide me to my heart and home
    The sun is out and up and down again
    I know Ill make it, love can last forever
    Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
    And you can make it last, forever you
    You can make it last, forever you
    And for a moment I lose myself
    Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world
    Ive journeyed here and there and back again
    But in the same old haunts I still find my friends
    Mysteries not ready to reveal
    Sympathies Im ready to return
    Ill make the effort, love can last forever
    Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
    Tomorrows just an excuse
    And you can make it last, forever you
    You can make it last, forever you

    - The Smashing Pumpkins

    — 2 years ago