"When you look at your life, in a strange new room, maybe drowning soon, is this the start of it all?"

28.03.2009., subota

Trust me.

Mrzim kad ljudi ne održe svoja obećanja. Zašto obećaješ ako nisi siguran da to možeš? Ljubav te može sjebati. U svakom mogućem pogledati. Ljubav te može ispuniti. Ponekad te jednostavno rastrga u djeliće. I suddenly wanted her to trust me. Wanted it badly, and not just in regards to this accident. A stupid desire. What sense would it make for her to trust me? Postoji li sretna veza bez povjerenja? P.S. Evo mene opet tu, internet opet u funkciji. Polako moram pohvatat sve ovo jer sam u zaostatku. Napisala sam neke stvari koje ću kasnije objaviti. Hoću, da. Sad sam ovdje.

11.03.2009., srijeda

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Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me

Come closer don't be shy
Stand beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as a train goes by

Clear the thistles and brambles
Whistle 'Didn't He Ramble'
Now there's a bubble of me
And it's floating in thee

Stand in the shade of me
Things are now made of me
The weather vane will say
It smells like rain today

God took the stars and he tossed them
Can't tell the birds from the blossoms
You'll never be free of me
He'll make a tree from me

Don't say good bye to me
Describe the sky to me
And if the sky falls, mark my words
We'll catch mocking birds

Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me

And where we go from here, is anybody's guess,
These thoughts I've got inside, ain't easy to confess,
My hand upon my heart, I draw a little breath,
'cause I've fallen down...
And I bleed and I feel that it's all too real,
On a wave of emotion sending ships across yer ocean,
And I've lost all my reasons...but it's you I can...believe in.

And I know you have a heavy heart,
I can feel it when we kiss.
So many men stronger than me
have thrown their backs out trying to lift it.
But me I'm not a gamble,
you can count on me to split.
The love I sell you in the evening
by the morning won't exist.

When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
I'll get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
with the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit.

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