Jednog dana ću otići daleko odavde, gdje ne možeš mračan ulicom proći jer veseli ljudi te gledaju u oči!=)

Scena 1: Mjesec je tanak, gotovo anoreksičan dok sije neopisivom ljepotom na tamnoplavom nebu. On gotovo zlatan, a iznad njega nazire se jedna jedina zvijezda koja se natjecala s njim sa svojom blještavoću. Mjesec je ipak pobijedio. Nedaleko ispod njih su tri duguljasta oblaka. Oni su sivo-roze boje i protežu se po čitavom nebu...

Scena 2: Iza rešetaka plave ograde mosta na Turnju vidi se Mrežnica. Iznad nje se digla magla, koja izgleda kao da tisuće duhova izlazi iz rijeke i dolazi natrag u život. Rijeka zaobilazi na lijeviu stranu, duhovi nestaju, a s obje strane rijeke nalazi se drvored drveća kojima ne znam ime.

Scena 3: Iza ogoljenih drveća čija mi imena ponovo nisu poznata naziru se oblaci. Zapravo to su sve, samo ne oblaci. Prekrasni su, ružićasti, protežu se dokle mi pogled seže, i ispod te linije su ružićaste bore. U jednom trenutku izgleda kao da je cijelo nebo ružićasto,

Scena 5: Ispod Gvozda je selo koje se ne vidi jer ga je prekrila magla. Kuće se uopće ne vide, samo se u daljini nazire nepoznata šuma. Ako dođete pola sata kasnije vidjet ćete cijelo selo. Ja ga još nisam vidjela.

Scena 5: Odjednom me zabljesnu zrake sunca, a nažalost nisam vidjela njegov izlazak jer je na suprotnoj strani busa. Prekrasno je, veliko, žuto... Uskoro toplo...

Scena 6: Vidim svoju bilježnicu iz biologije. NAžalost moram učiti. Pitat će me za koja 2 sata.
Ali zbog ovakvih jutra ništa mi ne može pokvariti dan!




Cross the border,
Into the big bad world
Where it takes you 'bout an hour
Just to cross the road
Just to stumble across another poor old soul from
The dreary old lanes to the high-street madness
Eye fight with my brain to believe my eyes
And it's harder than you think
To believe this sadness
That creeps up my spine
And haunts me through the night
And life is good and the girls are gorgeous
Suddenly the air smells much greener now
And I'm wondering 'round
With a half pack of cigarettes
Searching for the change that I've lost somehow

These streets have too many names for me
I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
I'll get used to this eventually
I know, I know

Where'd the days go? When all we did was play
And the stress that we were under wasn't stress at all
Just a run and a jump into a harmless fall from
Walking by a high-rise to a landmark square
You see millions of people with millions of cares
And I struggle to the train to make my way home
I look at the people as they sit there alone

Life is good, and the sun is shining
Everybody flirts to their ideal place
And the children all smile as a boat shuffled by them
Trying to pretend that they've got some space

These streets have too many names for me
I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
I'll get used to this eventually
I know, I know

These streets have too many names for me
I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
I'll get used to this eventually
I know, I know

Life is good, and the girls are gorgeous
Suddenly the air smells much greener now
And I'm wondering 'round
With a half pack of cigarettes
Searching for the change that I've lost somehow

These streets have too many names for me
I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
I'll get used to this eventually
I know, I know

These streets have too many names for me
I'm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in our Arkie
I'll get used to this eventually
I know, I know
(Paolo Nutini:These streets)

=)