Amare a Marea

"I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was a neutron bomb for once I could go off
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on the Christmas tree
I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence
I wish I was the grounds
for fifty million hands up raised and opened toward the sky
I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me
I wish I was as fortunate as fortunate as me
I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good
I wish I was the full moon shining off a camaro's hood
I wish I was the pedal break that you depended on
I wish I was the verb to trust and never let you down
I wish I was the radio song the one that you turned up

Deseo, deseo, deseo, deseo...
supongo que nunca termina."

Eddie Vedder es ese(pobre) tipo que con Alma de extraterrestre romántico nació en el cuerpo de un rockero.