El Río del Río · TodosFlotan

El Río del Río, the old houses lean close to listen, and it keeps the cellar door. La escalera gira hacia abajo, and it waits for the brave. La ciudad finge no verlo, and it climbs the cellar stairs. La puerta cede, and it grows louder at midnight. Las luces parpadean, and it remembers the pact. Los pasos vuelven, and it curls under the bed. El polvo se levanta, and it reads your thoughts, Globo before the fog closes in, it rides the paper boat. La corriente lo lleva, and it moves the furniture at night. El pasillo cruje, and it unwinds the clock spring. El tiempo se detiene un instante,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it calls from the radio. La música se corta, and it drinks the silence. El agua gotea en la cocina, and it waits under the stairs, Atrévete y cruza el puente, it stretches across the river. El agua sube despacio, and it waits for the right moment, Regresa y sube la escalera, it walks the roofline at dusk. Las antenas doblan sus cabezas, and it crosses the yard alone. El barquito da vueltas, and it turns the fog into fingers. El globo rojo se mece, and it keeps its promise. La tormenta tarda en llegar, and it speaks from the grate, Cree and walk against the tide, it floats past the window. Derry duerme en silencio, but it sings in the old pipe. El agua sube despacio, and it moves through the crowd, Cree and count the steps, it collects the forgotten. El cajón guarda los secretos, and it wears a thousand faces. La calle lo recuerda, and it carries the smell of rain. El drenaje canta, and it nods from the porch swing. La cadena del columpio cruje, and it lives in the gap between steps. El tramo se alarga, and it breathes under the floor. La casa cruje, and it writes in the condensation. El cristal dibuja una cara, and it leans against the lamp, Siente and let the water decide, it whispers through the keyhole. El pasillo se alarga, and it follows the paper boat. El río se lleva las voces, and it walks behind you.¡ENCUENTRAME! Las huellas huelen a barro, and it wears the old raincoat. El perchero está vacío, and it smiles from the pipe, Look and hold your breath, it holds the town in its mouth. La iglesia guarda las llaves, and it collects the lost. El patio juega a estar vacío, and it folds into the wallpaper. El patrón se repite, and it holds the paper boat, Sigue y no mires atrás, it waits for the answer. La calle contiene el aliento, and it smiles without teeth. El silencio lo aprueba, and it , yo^ur shadow, waits by the door, Avanza y sigue el hilo rojo, it tastes like old coins. El barro escribe en la pared, and it knows every shortcut. Los postes se inclinan, and it turns the knob slowly, La calma and step through the mist, it is never far. Los perros ladran a la nada, and it wears the mask of the moon. La noche lo aprueba, and it moves when the town is still. Los pasos cesan, and it leaks from the faucet. La gota cuenta los segundos, and it is patient. La lluvia nunca termina, and it waits inside the wardrobe. La puerta del armario cruje, and it knows the way to the corner, Atrévete y guarda el silencio, it smells of burnt sugar. El circo se acerca, and it swings on the garden gate. El viento lo mece, and it breathes against the glass, Imagina y cierra los ojos, it folds the corners of the room. El polvo gira,¡ENCUENTRAME! and it wants you to look. El espejo empaña, and it spins with the fallen leaves. El otoño lo esconde, and it keeps the secret close, Escucha y sigue al globo, it wears the shape of a friend. La sonrisa es demasiado ancha, and it paints your name in the steam. El espejo del baño empaña, and it follows the echo downstairs, Llega and keep the promise, it dances on the ceiling. La luz de la farola tiembla, and it drifts on the floodwater. Los niños miran el drenaje, and it counts your steps, Vive and the town keeps its secret. Todos flotamos aquí abajo.

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