night + coffee+ Placebo

Who let the cat out of a bag?
Who told the world I was older?
Who laughed at all I had?
Who said the race was over?

I am a small and gentle man
Who carries the world upon his shoulders
Kindly lend a helping hand
Come over

And hold on to me
Hold on to me
And hold on to me
Hold on

And my behaviour is hard to understand
When I'm like a phone with no connection
But I'm still doing all I can
To try and get me some redemption

And I'm knee deep in sinking sand
Crying out for your attention
Kindly lend a helping hand
For once defy convention

And hold on to me,
Hold on to me,
Hold on to me
Hold on...

And hold on to me
Hold on to me
Hold on to me
Hold on...

Our task is to transform ourselves into awakened multidimensional beings
Thus fully merging the fourth and fifth dimensions into the third
It is the inner union between Earth ascending and Heaven descending
This sacred merger has already been achieved by many of us
And numerous others are awakening daily as the Call steadfastly intensifies
We are reclaiming our Divine Birthright and Heritage
Remembering that we are Angels incarnate, vast starry beings of Light
Who are no longer limited and bound by the illusions of time, space and matter

We are ready to join as emanations of the One
The new doorways cannot be opened or passed through
By any of us still operating as invidiual beings of consciousness
They are brought into manifestation through our Unified Presence
Through our focused intent
Through our total commitment to serving our Higher Purpose
This is the bridge to an entirely different energy patterning
It is the step beyond the known dimensional universe
It is a journey into the unkown which shall lead us ever closer to home



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Últimamente siento que ciertas canciones, poemas o textos en general describen lo que pasa por mi mente mejor de lo que yo misma lo haría...Placebo es mucho placebo, y aunque su nuevo disco suena algo insípido yo los sigo amando hasta el infinito...La noche me pone muy oscura y sentida, debería intentar escribir de día...No, ni de coña, me niego a perder ese lado denso y odioso ;)