Ansiedad
Las Pastillas del Abuelo
Anxiety
At full speed
Cutting nails in the air
That's how anxiety takes us
Things pass by
And you don’t even notice
While God Chronos, tape measure in hand
Watches everything and with his stick measures
And calculates his way
What's the reason to exist?
If the bigger you have it
The more you have to hold on to
We barely walk that stretch
Let’s agree on the one that connects
What’s said and what’s done
So, anxiety carries on
And things that haven’t happened yet
Come and keep falling behind
Cutting nails in the air
Always at full speed
While God Chronos, tape measure in hand
Watches everything and with his stick measures
And calculates his way
