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by Alex Elgier

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released January 10, 2013

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Track Name: el infierno de los peluqueros 2
el infierno son los peluqueros
Track Name: immature
how could i
be so immature

to think that
you could
complete me
Track Name: where or when
It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when

The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when

Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again

And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when
Track Name: I do myself
Yes it's far
it's far
in a way I desire
still I do aspire

when I run out of things to do
I do myself

Will you stay?
be still
be silent
will you evade
too much movement?

when I run out of things to do
I do myself

Can you leave?
get up
get moving
do you believe
in where you're going?

when I run out of things to do
I do myself

So let's go out
let's trust
our weakened legs
to conspire
the life that I desire

when I run out of things to do
I do myself

I do myself, I do myself, I do myself, I do myself, etc..
Track Name: pajarito
se cayó de un nido del techo un pajarito bebé, está en el piso, me acerqué y le silbé varias veces, algo así como "levantate", algo así como "estás bien?", algo así como "vos podés". no sé por qué le silbé. lo dí vuelta y empezó a piar. fui a buscar una servilleta, lo levanté y pió dos veces más. se me murió en la mano. se le cayó la cabeza. me quedé al lado suyo, en silencio, por la parte de piel que no tenía plumas le corría una pulga, y otra pulga pero más blanca. y en el aire, en mi patio, vuela una pluma blanca, que se va, otra cosa que se va