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Iris
And I’d give up forever to touch you
’cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that i’ll
Ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
’cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t
Coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
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11.09.2007., utorak
Vela luku mala ne zaboravi...
Evo, vratih se s odmora..
Sve je završilo, sad se vraćam, sve po starom.. osim šta više ne radim.
Mogu vam reć da mi je malo žao, stvarno mi je žao bilo kad sam odlazila.. navikla sam se, volim ljude na poslu, volim šefa... a posao kao posao mi ne fali.
Sad ću učit.
1. Učim za noćne, da nikad više noćnu ne radim u životu.
2. Učim za popodnevne glupe od 15 do 23... neću više!
3. Učim za radne vikende.. oću slobodnu subotu i nedjelju. Pod obavezno!
4. Naravno, učim za praznike... oću slobodne praznike s mogućnošću godišnjeg ljeti. Godišnji min. mjesec dana na godinu.
5. Učim za minimalac... ne želim ga! Potrošila sam plaću, kad će novaaaa!
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Vratila sam se jučer s Korčule.
Znate li vi kako je Korčula lijepa?
Ljepši otok na jadranu nisam vidjela (uz Hvar), a vidjela sam ih....
Smještena u Prigradici, malom ribarskom mjestu.. sitno nešto stanovnika i svi se znaju.. evo odmah prvi dan sam saznala od tete u dućanu da ne priča s mojom gazdaricom i da sam bila u njezinim apartmanima bi bolje prošla.
Stvarno korisna informacija onako rano ujutro.
Uglavnom sve je lijepo uređeno... vile svuda.. evo i ja sam bila smještena u jednoj.
To je sve negdje 15 km od Vela Luke u koju sam se zaljubila.
Prekrasno mjesto...
Šteta šta sam mogla bit samo 4 dana.
Jučer ujutro smo imali trajekt u 6 i 15. Do Splita ima nekih 3 sata.
Popili smo kavu u Splitu i krenuli autoputom kući.
Odlučili smo negdje oko Zadra sić i nastavit magistralom. Jer je ljepše uz more.
Sišli smo, loše skrenuli, vozili se sat vremena, malo više i sasvim slučajno završili na Pagu.
A ja umorna, gladna.. gubim kontrolu nad rukama, nogama..... ma da... gledam s druge strane zaljeva i mislim si da sam sad tamo trebala biti...
Al dobro je, put je umjesto predviđenih 8 sati trajao 12. Ma nije bitno.
Bitno da je bilo odlično...
Sad se pripremam za vjenčanje... Kupila sam si jedan prekrasan korzetić i preskupe cipele. Pa sad moram do subote nać/iskombinirat/skupit hlače nekakve ili suknju.
Ne funkcioniram pod pritiskom!
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Driftwood
Everything is open
Nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to ocean
Oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is
But your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges
Never to return
Watching bridges burn
You’re driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
Nobody is an island
Everyone has to go
Pillars turn to butter
Butterflying low
Low is where your heart is
But your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges
Never with the flow
And you really didn’t think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So, I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you’ve been drifting for a long, long time
Everywhere there’s trouble
Nowhere’s safe to go
Pushes turn to shovel’s
Shovelling the snow
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore
You’re driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find, you bind, you grind you
And you really didn’t think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you’ve been drifting for a long long time
You’ve been drifting for a long long time
You’ve been drifting for a long long
Drifting for a long long time
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