"100 ways", by Porno for Pyros

01-06-1998. NYC. Estoy al pie del Empire State Building, en un ¿Tower Records? Cumplo años y me autoregalo Good God's Urge de PfP y Limbo de Throwing Muses. ¿Por qué esos? Porque me los hizo escuchar el Chino, que me los grabó en un cassette, uno de cada lado, como los tenía grabados él.

Vaya hoy el tema más bello del mundo para aquel a quien le quepa el sayo:

You didn't have to give your necklace to me before I left
Now I lay awake and think how very smart you were
I thought about you every day.
I hear the rain comin' in from miles away
The air is as clean as your skin next to my face
Thought about you every day
100 ways
I thought about you and me a hundred ways
100 ways

And now I lay awake and dream you're right above my face
Look into my eyes the way you do, don't look away
Thought about you every day.
Birds build their homes here right above my head
They make the same kind of sounds you do
When we're laying in my bed
100 ways
I thought about you and me a hundred ways
100 ways

And if I had my way, when I woke up, in the morning
I would read and write, before I ever drew the shades,
I would kiss you, before you opened up your eyes.
Birds build their homes right above my head
They make the same kind of sounds you do
When we're laying in my bed
100 ways
I thought about you and me a hundred ways
100 ways