Northern Air

                                                                              Elliott Brood: corbatas y banjos.

Ahí vas, con tu arte, con tu despiste, con tus aires de adolescencia reencontrada... En este sendero que compartimos, hay un arcén para los adelantamientos arriesgados, pero solo un carril para automóviles viejos. Ahora que nos detenemos, vemos un cruce de caminos, pero no hay señal que nos indique cual es el siguiente apeadero. El camino es una imagen, que no muchos pueden señalar con la punta de su dedo.

Javier Mateos

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A little time away
Back up to the lakes
A little time of pain
Let some trouble sink

Watch the sunrise
Light a little fire
Watch the smoky lines
Cut between the pines

Cut between the pines
In the darkness in our minds
Shed a little light
So far away tonight

So far away tonight
So far away tonight

Lay that cedar on
The waters deep and calm
As we travel on
To that little pond
Right to that little pond

There's a little place
Beat up near a mass grave
We can see you there
In that northern air

In that northern air
In that northern air
In that northern air

There's a little place
Beat up near a mass grave
We can see you there
In that northern air

In that northern air
In that northern air
In that northern air


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