it makes me float free

small

Sometimes I climb high above the city
To see all the lights shining there so pretty
And think of the millions of lives going on
At this present moment and those come and gone

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
And it make me float free
To feel how small my life must be

When ever I can I go down to the sea
And wonder at how many miles there must be
And all of the people on all of its shores
At this present moment and those gone before

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
And it make me float free?
Sometimes Im out in the bustling street
Dazz-led by all of the faces I see
It strikes me we get lost so soon after birth
But one smile can turn-over heaven and earth

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be

Los blogs me permiten asomarme a cientos o miles de vidas allá afuera, cada uno con sus pequeños grandes problemas. Esta es la vida de Yoani Sánchez, vive en Cuba y se ha hecho famosa, admirada y odiada por relatar su vida diara, de manera excelente y muy valientemente pienso yo.

Sólo he estado en Cuba una vez, apenas tenía unos 6 años y prácticamente no vi nada. Sólo recuerdo a un señor haciendo un habano, y tomar una coca cola que no era coca cola.