El reloj cucú sonaba.
Maná
Reaching back through time to the younger self. 17 poems live in this room.
Every poem gathered beneath this lyric.
No. 54
But you still needed
I'm sorry I never spoke to you on the steps. I saw you pass by every day. Sometimes you floated right past me
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No. 63
I want to see you after you practice for
I want to see you after you practice for months Then choke on the big stage.
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No. 1
The journey begins
Imagine I was right there with you When you looked up to your bedroom ceiling
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No. 2
Come back to you
One day you'll stand on the ledge of a rooftop Your hometown and the river will spin Around beneath you
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No. 3
You can
One day you'll meet a person Who, for no reason at all, doesn't like you On sight.
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No. 8
You will achieve
One beautiful early fall day You will walk across campus On your way
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No. 17
Bring your past selves to their feet
Treasure the time you have on stage, For you may not always sing so sweet. Jump as high as you possibly can—
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No. 18
How will you begin?
Nights, years—nights, years— Alone in your bedroom, The voices in your head echo off the walls,
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No. 27
What can you do now to prepare?
The real test will come When you haven't studied, When you're standing naked in the snow,
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No. 28
Let's walk together
You don't yet know me, but I know exactly who you are. I've made every mistake you've made
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No. 29
Hold close the messenger
One day, you'll discover a way to do things— a logical structure to your
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No. 30
What did the man in the black cowboy hat say?
The truth of certain words will reverberate in your mind long
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No. 40
A calculated leap across the darkness
Remember the vision that came to you in the light,
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No. 45
The life that you escaped
A thousand fun-house mirrors arrayed Around you, reflecting the fragmented Selves you wished you were,
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No. 81
Let the wind die down
What you didn't have— A cycloned prophecy in your mind. Yet it was still you who stole
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No. 99
The shadow of a dark cloud you felt
The shadow of a dark cloud you felt hovering over you, an illogical premonition of inevitability,
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No. 103
Disrupt the continuum
There may be days you need to disrupt the continuum—
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