Quiero unas alas!!

I want wings!! A fine pair of white wings to fly away from here... I will fly beside the moon, in that cold orbit, ruler of the night.. Angels and all the other rulers of heaven will gather and sing triumphant. A heavenly chorus will scater blessings and pour happiness down to one and all.

I need a mask.. fun loving types go for big hairy animals and appears as bears or monkeys, you can see them prowling the city streets, large gorillas and smallers chimps, some slim otters, even a few smoking cigarettes.. other people are more simple and shy, they prefer a pink wig or a very big nose... I just need a mask so I can hide from you, I really do..

I need color!! Orange is not the new color of the wings... Maybe white is the "new black"... Each phase of the moon is in proper form for whities, whether it's a full moon or the firts quarter sliver, nothing quite rivals white. Tides rise and fall under this spell and wash me into the whiteness of my wings.

I want a pair of wings to fly around the moon... Don't you??

Escuchando: I'm feeling you - Santana ft Michelle Branch
Estado: "So much pleasure with such pain..."