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Under The Bridge

Sometimes I feel
Like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel
Like my only friend
Is the city I live in
The city of angels
Lonely as I am
Together we cry

I drive on her streets
'Cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills
'Cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds
And she kisses me windy
I never worry
Now that is a lie

I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way

It's hard to believe
That there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe
That I'm all alone
At least I have her love
The city she loves me
Lonely as I am
Together we cry

I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all that way

Under the bridge downtown
Is where I drew some blood
Under the bridge downtown
I could not get enough
Under the bridge downtown
Forgot about my love
Under the bridge downtown
I gave my life away



When the music's over
Turn out the lights


For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end

Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection
Send my credentials to the House of Detention
I got some friends inside

The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends
"Alive!" she cried
Waitin' for me
Outside!

Before I sink
Into the big sleep
I want to hear
I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly

Come back, baby
Back into my arm
We're gettin' tired of hangin' around
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground

I hear a very gentle sound
Very near yet very far
Very soft, yeah, very clear
Come today, come today

What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down

I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it...
We want the world and we want it...
Now
Now?
Now!

Persian night, babe
See the light, babe
Save us!
Jesus!
Save us!

So when the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights

Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end!





srijeda, 12.07.2006.

LA VITA E BELLA...

Život je lijep, samo kad se malo potrudimo učiniti ga takvim. Naravno da to ne ide lako, osobito uzmemo li u obzir ponos, egoizam, tvrdoglavost i sve ono što nam regularno zagorčava život - našom krivnjom ...
I onda bez veze povrjeđujemo osobe do kojih nam je stalo i svaku njihovu riječ shvaćamo kao napad...i onda sve ispočetka.
Nekad, hvala Bogu, ipak shvatim da smo svi različiti i da naklonost i ljubav ne pokazujemo na iste načine.
On i ona nisu idealan par - daleko od toga, možda nešto kao Ava Gardner i Frank Sinatra u vezi punoj strasti, poroka, svađa ali i ljubavi.
U svakom slučaju aktivno i intenzivno - i ponekad shvatim kako je upravo to ono što ih nekako drži jedno uz drugo.
Ne znam je li vam se ikad dogodilo da u jednom trenutku toliko ludite i spremni ste podvući crtu i jednostavno otići. A onda proradi onaj tračak preostale inteligencije i shvatite kako ta druga osoba, uza sve svoje mane ima toliko vrlina - koje ih umanjuju i čine nevidljivima.
Prolila je crveno vino po novim hlačama i majici. Da ne zaboravimo - vrlo skupim dizjanerskim hlačama i majici. I dok je ona urlala i paničarila, on je riješio stvar. U roku 15ak minuta sve je ponovno bilo snježno, bijelo i sušilo se. U tom trenutku sam shvatila kako nije sve u hollywoodskim izljevima ljubavi, neprestanim iskazivanjima nježnosti. Shvatila sam kako njegovo kokodakanje i prigovaranje most of the time nisu usmjereni protiv nje (iako ponekad zna biti tako beskrajno iritantno) već u vidu pomoći.
I onda se zapitam, je li meni itko (osim majke) oprao veš na ruke ne tražeći ništa
zauzvrat?
Zašto bi to netko napravio osim ako mu nije zaista stalo?
I onda skužiš, i daš sve od sebe da to pokažeš...
Često bi joj predbacio da ga ne voli i da je hladna.
Kučka i gadura također su jedne od epiteta...
Ali s pokrićem, jer istina je da ponekad ona zamrzne sve osjećaje kako ne bi bila povrijeđena, BAŠ KAO I JA… Isto kao što se on nikad ne prepušta do kraja jer su ga već nekoliko puta iznevjerile...
Ali nije istina, ono prvo...
Pogotovo danas... kada je život lijep

šta je svrha ovog posta???? Ne pitajte me…… mene ionako nitko ne shvaća…



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