It's my own cheating heart that makes me cry

Tanto tiempo queriendo salir de aquí, tanto tiempo queriendo cambiar de aires, tanto tiempo pidiendo una nueva oportunidad... Y no sabía que el problema no era ajeno, no era la ciudad, ni la gente que hay en ella, era mío, era yo quien tenía que darme una nueva oportunidad.


Los paseos por la City of London, las calles grises y lluviosas de Greenwich, todos y cada uno de los puentes sobre el Támesis y los impresionantes jardines de Greenwich me han hecho pensar que cada uno puede ser quien quiera ser, y ha llegado el momento de que yo sea quien yo quiera ser.

Habrá errores, por supuesto, pero es hora de que viva mis propios errores y no siga pagando por los de los demás.
De hecho, el primer cambio será ese, ver los errores como una nueva oportunidad y no una carga a la espalda. Así se vive mejor.

Quién sabe lo que durará este afán por el cambio, y si en realidad habrá cambios notables, pero el primer paso ya lo he dado.



Cada día que pasa...
Seguimos soñando.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fR-g4ZfuNQs. 

Nota: así queda la estantería con las tres nuevas adquisiciones.

Let the raining teardrops rain down on me tonight

I think that making up, faking up stories is alright

Tick tock, stop the clock, fiction is my thing

My attitude is always I and me and mine

Oh, I'm so clever, I'm so clever, I'm so clever

Until my paranoia kicks in then I'll accuse her

Of doing all the worst things I do best

It's funny how me, fucking her about

Has got me in this fucking mess

Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar pants on fire

Lies, alibis, lies, more alibis

From the truth, I admit I'm more than shy

Ain't it the times we are living in

Everybody's doing it, so why can't I?

I tally up tonight's strangers

And stragglers that I've kissed

Training ground notches

Perfectly executed notches

And near misses

It's all about going out

And getting pissed with eagle eyes

And sincerity bottom on my list

What's the story morning glory?

I feel so low and worthless, yeah

So this is where the outcome unfurls

And the truth is being told

A cloud has gathered over my head and now I know, yeah

Infidelity and my good friend ecstasy doesn't work

It makes you worse

I'm feeling so guilty about the things

I said to my mum when I was ten years old

I'm feeling so guilty for any old shit

And how I think my missus is fucking

Every guy that she looks at

This is it, this is it, this is it, this is it

The end was always coming and now it's here

So this is the grand finale

The crescendo of demise

This is the happy ending

Where the bad guy goes down and dies

This is the end

With me on my knees and wondering why?

Cross my heart, hope to die

It's my own cheating heart that makes me cry

Cry, cry, cry, yeah