21 February 2009

6 kommentarer:

Igor said...

I seem to recognize your face
Haunting, familiar yet, I can't seem to place it
Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
Lifetimes are catching up with me
All these changes taking place, I wish I'd seen the place
But no one's ever taken me
Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...

I swear I recognize your breath
Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
me, you wouldnt recall, for I'm not my former
It's hard when you're stuck upon the shelf
I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate
Perhaps that's what no one wants to see
I just want to scream...hello...
My god its been so long, never dreamed you'd return
But now here you are, and here I am
Hearts and thoughts they fade...away...

Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away..

PEARL JAM

Igor said...

See/FeelMore!

Hardy Hum said...

Uh!
Kako ti ono izrazish jezu?
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Igor said...

Aha ^^^^^^^^^^ :)

Igor said...

Strange Little Girl

one day you see a strange little girl look at you
one day you see a strange little girl feeling blue

she'd run to the town one day
leaving home and the country fair
just beware
when you're there
strange little girl

she didn't know how to live in a town that was rough
it didn't take long before she knew she had enough
walking home in her wrapped up world
she survived but she's feeling old
and she found all things cold

strange little girl
where are you going?
strange little girl
where are you going?
do you know where you could be going?

walking home in her wrapped up world
she survived but she's feeling old
cuz she found all things cold

strange little girl
where are you going?
do you know where you could be going?

THE STRANGLERS

Hardy Hum said...

e, zipa ovo:

Poor Edward

Did you hear the news about Edward?
On the back of his head
He had another face
Was it a woman's face
Or a young girl
They said to remove it would kill him
So poor Edward was doomed
The Face could laugh and cry
It was his Devil twin
And at night she spoke to him
Of things heard only in hell
They were impossible to separate
Chained together for life
Finally the bell tolled his doom
He took a suit of rooms
And hung himself and her
From the balcony irons
Some still believe he was freed from her
But i knew her too well
I say she drove him to suicide
And took Poor Edward to Hell

TOM WAITS