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Brainstorm
Maybe
You say..
My body, my hand
My heaven, my land
My guardian angel is mine
You say my dreams, my head
My sex, my bed
And it’s my corona with lime
And then I say ..
Maybe we could divide it in two
Maybe my animals live in your zoo
Maybe I’m in love with you
You say..
My hate, my frown
My kingdom, my crown
My palace and court is mine
You say..
My lights, my show
My years to grow
The time that I spend is fine
And then I say ..
Maybe we could divide it in two
Maybe my animals live in your zoo
Maybe I’m in love with you
But you say my coat, my hat
My bones, my fat
My zipper is shut by me
You say..
My skin, my blood
My devil, my god
My freedom is what you see
But still I say
Maybe we could divide it in two
Maybe my animals live in your zoo
Maybe I’m in love with you
My begining, my end
My nuclear bomb to pretend
now playing
srijeda, 03.05.2006.
Radim TO samo ako sam zaljubljena.
Volim dečka iz tramvaja. Star je kao i ja, tamnija kosa, svijetlije oči. Prugasta majca i ray banice. Traperice. Više nisam stigla vidjeti. Mislim da ima lijepe ruke - izgleda kao da ima lijepe ruke. U mojim grudima ne kuca srce, to je tempirana bomba koja će eksplodirati u trenutku kada proba izaći van - BUUUUUM - i sve će se razletjeti, i on, i ja i tramvaj. Sve može, samo ne izaći iz tog tramvaja, vozit ćemo se skupa prvo do Trešnjevke, zatim nazad do Dubrave, i opet i opet. Ne moramo razgovarati, samo ne smije otići. |
