Friday, November 23, 2007

...grey sky...

A grey sky over stand the wet city, where wet men are moving nervous, breathing death, running behind a chimera…
All of them pretend to be extraordinary people with their great cars, “P**da” shoes and jeans by “*&*”...following the will of GOD of Fashion, but if you ask them who was Coco they’ll simply say “a perfume”
…all they have muscles hardly drawn hours in gym, but they will never help you to lift up your shoppers, and bright tanning even in winter…
All confuse sex with love, “open mentality and social battles” with “Going to Cuba and having fun”.. most of them enjoy cocaine, cause they are too "high class" for marijuana…-Fashion involve also drugs-…
Friendship means opportunism, respect means nothing, you can forgive lies, you can forgive crimes, you can forgive a thief and let him to represent your country… They find their GOD, IDEALS, VALUES, MODELS… DREAMS inside a multicolour box…dulled by flash sights…

I watch this miserable city, from this miserable window… a shiver run down my spine…
Oh my God, where are we going? I keep watching out the window, looking for some blue between clouds…

I know there is… if not now, one day I’ll find it… behind clouds the sky is just blue... for ever.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Job description

You make me quit my job
You take over my life
And when I ask what time you're coming home
You call me a petty housewife.
You make me ride on top
And when I scream for more
You turn around and tell me
That I act like a whore.
What does it take
To do whats deemed right
How is a balance achieved
Shut up and avoid a fight.
Maybe I am all these things
That you always say to me
But I'm a little confused so help me out
Isn't this what you want me to be?

Friday, November 16, 2007

The Story

For a story to be told
The whens and whys, we should behold,
The triangle of a myth
The shadow of death
The path of the heart we try to follow

And onto that path we pledge
To deny the lies that we have edged
To pursue excellence in our lives
The cherished feelings we are ever denied
In a moment of time, we are weakened - a-fledged

A lifelong journey to be taken
A source of irrationale to be broken
To sense
To wonder
To hope
Not plunder
To make elite
The the idea within

A story that will go far
To be understood
To be taken par..

Saturday, November 10, 2007

A Ravage of Human Blood

I wish I was a letter
I wish I was a Bee
I wish I was a cloud
Over the sea

Somebody get this mood
Off of me
I'm not the chosen
I'm the 'chosee'

Ravaged between the dirt
Cleaned off the blood
An eye through the lies
No one is ever bulletproof

Shattered through the dust
Cleaned up in frames
That glass that bleeds
The stone that cries
The difference is, there is no truth
Just the lies

Just a choice
Just a gleam
There is no voice, anymore
Within me

I choose to be silent
And listen to the wind
I choose to be observant
And forget movement
I chose this path
Yet, I don't understand
Why is it that I have to sacrifice
My life
My dreams
My wishes
Just because my life is out of my hands..?

Friday, November 9, 2007


It was only a matter of time
Before this was going to happen
Before I landed a cliff-fall
Before I reboot my life

And unfortunately for me
It's all my fault
No one else's
But my own

I have to go on
I have to move on
I have to live on
I have to go on

She didn't want me
She never did
I was fooling myself
For that - I'm stupid

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

The Luckiest

One of my favorite tracks....

listen to this

The piano is lovely, the lyrics are lovely, and the balance is perfect.
Loads of nice memories and thoughts are associated with this piece. I hope you can enjoy it as much as I have.

Ben Folds Five.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

will I ever get that chance?

I feel so sad
Because I have pushed you so far away
The one good chance
To pull you in

I wish, I wish
I would I could reel you back in
To win your trust, to win your heart
So I can feel - once again - your whim

I feel so lost without you
I feel that I have done a great misdeed
To both
You and me

I feel that the one thing that could have made me happy
Has now gone with the wind
Because I feel like this, for no one else
Even though you said you would never love again

I wish, I wish,
For a chance to prove my love for you
I wish for a chance
To always be there for you
To always love you and care for you
To always cherish you for the rest of my life

I wonder..
Will I ever get that chance with you?

Friday, November 2, 2007

Him & His Wishes

He wore his heart on his sleeve
He was always sensitive but never decieve
He chose the life that others would never choose to recieve
This is the him that others would never understand or choose to believe

He loved with all his heart
Never was there really a true spark
And in his soul he chose to keep
The fascinating story of who he used to be

I wish I could be who I used to be
I wish I could
I wish I could turn back the time
And instead of grains of sand that I would hold, it would be