Braina's Blog

There is no light

at the end of my way,

the road is arduous and winding,

driving me into darkness.

I’m walking alone

though I have him by my side.

The darkness gets frightening

I flee into his arms.

But the only bitter pain is waiting for me

Where I try to take sanctuary.

There is no light

at the end of my way,

the road is arduous and winding,

driving me into the darkness.

My thoughts wander away

I follow, trying do fetch them back.

And he keeps waiting

For me to return.

But I, oh I see you and you smile

For the first time of my journey

I can see the light.

I could be so happy,

Oh why am I not?

I feel some tears

running down my cheeks.

I have to go

And leave you behind

Back to the darkness

Where he waits for me.

There is no light

at the end of my way,

the road is arduous and winding,

driving me into the darkness.

I love you.

No way out.

I don’t want to see him suffer,

I won’t tell him

And suffer though.

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
« This could be heaven or this could be hell »
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
« Please bring me my wine »
He said, « We haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine »
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said « We are all just prisoners here, of our own device »
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
« Relax, » said the night man,
« We are programmed to receive.
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave! »