{"id":144,"date":"2008-07-06T18:10:25","date_gmt":"2008-07-06T17:10:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/matchbox-twenty-bright-lights\/"},"modified":"2008-07-06T18:10:25","modified_gmt":"2008-07-06T17:10:25","slug":"matchbox-twenty-bright-lights","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/matchbox-twenty-bright-lights\/","title":{"rendered":"Matchbox Twenty &#8211; Bright Lights"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img src='http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/mb20.jpg' alt='Matchbox Twenty' style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 5px 0pt\" align=\"left\" \/>Hay momentos en nuestras vidas en los que las luces brillantes nos ciegan y arrastran, casi nublando nuestra raz\u00f3n. Es entonces cuando aparecen las personas que intentan ponernos los pies en la tierra. Pero es dif\u00edcil escucharlas con tanto canto de sirena. Sin duda, de esta canci\u00f3n me quedo con <em>Some things you don&#8217;t leave until they leave you<\/em>. Espero no tener que esperar a dejar cosas hasta que no me dejen a m\u00ed.<\/p>\n<p>De <a href=\"http:\/\/es.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Matchbox_Twenty\">Matchbox 20<\/a>, pocas presentaciones hacen falta. <\/p>\n<p><object width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/AVw0v6fDySE&#038;hl=es&#038;fs=1\"><\/param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><\/param><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/AVw0v6fDySE&#038;hl=es&#038;fs=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><\/embed><\/object><\/p>\n<p>Letra:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>She got out of town on the railway, new york bound<br \/>\nTook all except my name<br \/>\nAnother alien on broadway<br \/>\nWell, some things in this world you just cant change<br \/>\nSome things you can&#8217;t see until it gets too late<\/p>\n<p>[estribillo]<br \/>\nBaby, baby, baby when all your love is gone<br \/>\nWho will save me from all I&#8217;m up against out in this world<br \/>\nAnd maybe, maybe, maybe<br \/>\nYoull find something thats enough to keep you<br \/>\nBut if the bright lights don&#8217;t receive you<br \/>\nYou should turn yourself around and come on home<\/p>\n<p>I got a hole in me now<br \/>\nI got a scar I can talk about<br \/>\nShe keeps a picture of me<br \/>\nin her apartment in the city<br \/>\nBut some things in this world<br \/>\nMan, they dont make sense<br \/>\nSome things you don&#8217;t leave until they leave you<br \/>\nAnd then the things that you miss, you say<\/p>\n<p>[estribillo]<\/p>\n<p>Let that city take you in (come on home)<br \/>\nLet that city spit you out (come on home)<br \/>\nLet that city take you down<br \/>\nFor God sakes turn around<\/p>\n<p>[estribillo]<\/p>\n<p>Yeah, come on home<br \/>\nBaby, baby, baby, baby<br \/>\nCome on home<br \/>\nYeah, come on home<br \/>\nYeah, come on home<br \/>\nYeah, come on home<br \/>\nBaby, baby, baby, baby<br \/>\nCome on home<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.matchboxtwenty.com\/\">P\u00e1gina Oficial<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hay momentos en nuestras vidas en los que las luces brillantes nos ciegan y arrastran, casi nublando nuestra raz\u00f3n. Es entonces cuando aparecen las personas que intentan ponernos los pies en la tierra. Pero es dif\u00edcil escucharlas con tanto canto de sirena. Sin duda, de esta canci\u00f3n me quedo con Some things you don&#8217;t leave [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[13,6,115,455],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/144"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=144"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/144\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=144"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=144"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=144"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}