| It has notin' to do with me

9/13/2011

този блог трябва да стане тефтер.

само телеграфни излияния.

искам да не го поглеждам, след като съм писала.

с месеци.

за да видя имала ли съм право.

когато ми се е припадало.

с тюркоазена роза в косите.

кое си струва?

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Лулу си нямала работа и си пяла, пишейки

Един път сърцето дай си, дори мигът да бъде къс. Обърни се към небето и признай си "Искам я!", и дръж.

Turn out the lights. Just say "Good night" to yourself.

Well when you go don't ever think I'll make you try to stay. And maybe when you get back I'll be off to find another way.

Love is an excuse to get hurt.. and to hurt. Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do!
Then hurt me.

Morning lies miles away from the night.

When I get scared I just call you.

...He's got your picture in his mind, he's got your number on a paper at his disposal any time.
Is it really true?
Can you save yourself for someone who love you for you. So many times we just give it away to someone who, someone who
Met in a bar...
'Cause I wanna learn can you save yourself for someone who love you for you. So many times we just give it away to someone who couldn't even remember your name.

And it's all in how you mix the two, and it starts just where the light exists. It's a feeling that you cannot miss and it burns a hole through everyone that feels it.
Well you're never gonna find it, if you're looking for it. Won't come your way.
Well you'll never find it, if you're looking for it.
Should I've done something but I've done it enough
By the way my hands were shaking
rather waste some time with you.

If we'd go again all the way from the start
I would try to change the things that killed our love

Sweet Zoe Jane.

When you know that you know who you love you can't deny it or go back, or give up, or pretend that you don't buy it.

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first. Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse.
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our romance.

And so it is..
Just like you said it would be. Life goes easy on me most of the time.
And so it is just like you said it should be.
The shorter story.
No love - no glory.
No hero in her sky.

He deals the cards as a meditation and those he plays never suspect.
He doesn't play for the money he wins. He doesn't play for respect.
He deals the cards to find the answer,
the sacred geometry of chance,
the hidden law of probable outcome.
The numbers lead a dance.
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier.
I know that the clubs are weapons of war.
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
but that's not the shape of my heart.
And if I told you that I loved you
you'd may think there's something wrong.
I'm not a man of too many faces. The mask I wear is one.

We hope that you choke.. that you choke.

How close is close enough?

I'm watching you breathing for the last time.

You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been. A place that has to be believed to be seen.

She belongs somewhere else away from our side.

I felt for sure last night that once we said goodbye.

Bite the hand that feeds. Tap the vein that bleeds. Down on my bended knees.
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.

It's in the special way we fuck.

My pulse has been rising, my temples are pounding, the pressure is so overwhelming and building. So steady they're fretting I'm ready to blow. What is she, what is she, what is she waiting for?

She had something to confess to but you don't have the time so look the other way.

Oh, can't anybody see we've got a war to fight, never found our ways regardless of what they say.

To make a mountain of your life is just a choice but I never learned enough to listen to the voice that told me
"ALWAYS LOVE". Hate will get you every time.
Always love. Don't wait till the finish line."

It means nothing to me 'cause you are nothing to me. And you could have been number one.

Love me, love me, love me. Say you do. Let me fly away with you. For my love is like the wind.

Lips are turning blue. A kiss that can't renew. I only dream of you. My beautiful.

Link it to the world. Link it to yourself. Stretch it like it's a birth squeeze. The love for what you hide, the bitterness inside is growing like it's a new born. When you've seen, seen too much too young, young.
Soulless is everywhere.

Don't say you want me. Don't say you need me. Don't say you love me. It's understood. Don't say you're happy out there without me. I know you can't be. 'Cause it's no good.

And I know that you feel this too. Will our dreams come true? I believe in you. Show me the way to our better days. What's the price to pay if I follow you?

Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream.
All the stars right out of the sky
and destroy the prettiest starry night
every evening that I die.

When you're in my arms the world makes sense. There is no pretense and you're crying. When you're by my side there is no defense. I forget to sense I'm dying.

I hear my blood flows. I feel its courage. Whispering cosmos talking right through me. Unlimited, endless God breathing through me.

'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word and love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares you to change your way of caring about ourselves.
This is our last dance. This is ourselves. Under pressure.

Pain and misery always hit the spot knowing you can't lose what you haven't got.

And yet I fight. And yet I fight this battle all alone.

Will you still need me? Will you still feed me when I'm sixty four?

I can't stand to fly. I'm not that naive.

I'm not a perfect person, as many things I wish I didn't do.

So no one told you life was gonna be this way? Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.

If I told you a secret you won't tell a soul. Will you hold it and keep it alive?

Can you feel her running through your veins?
She will always live forever.

One more drink tonight as your gray stallion rests where he lays in the reins for all of the speed and the strength he gave.
One more kiss tonight from some tall stable girl
She's like grace from the earth when you're all tuckered and tame.

Feeling the moment slip away. Losing direction you're losing faith. You're wishing for someone. Feeling it all begin to slide. Am I just like you?

It's like I wrote every note with my own fingers.
This is morning. It's when I spend the most time thinking 'bout what I've given up.

No one else will know these lonely dreams. No one else will know that part of me.
I won't always love these selfish things. I won't always live not stopping.
No one else will have me like you do. No one else will have me. Only you.
You wait for the right time. What are you hoping for?
Amazing still it seems. I'll be twenty three.
i won't always love what I've never had. I won't always live in my regrets.

If you love me, won't you let me know?

And love is not the easy thing. The only baggage that you can bring is all that you can't leave behind.
All that you fashion
all that you make
all that you build
all that you break
all that you measure
all that you feel
All this you can leave behind.

I don't mind spending every day out on your corner in the pouring rain. Look for the girl with the broken smile. Ask her if she wants to stay awhile.

I can fly but I want his wings. I can shine even in the darkness but I crave the light that he brings. Revel in the songs that he sings.
I can love but I need his heart. I'm strong even on my own but from him I never want to part.
He's been there since the very start. My angel Gabriel.

Човекът мечтите носи, някой бързо ги разваля, някой му ги разкъсва и всичко така остава.

Много пъти си задавам въпроси, чиито отговори винаги са някъде наблизо. Музиката ми помага, в съзнанието ми ясно излиза. Едно усещане за топлина, едно привличане. Аз не препускам, не тичам, не, мечтата ми - обичам те.

Трябва ли да бъдем престорени на невидими, неми, болни? В тясна стая затворени, когато стените могат да бъдат съборени. В очите широко отворени птичите полети хванаха корени. И тази вечер, преди да заспим, на бога се молим за повече дни.
Твори, но не с бои, а със мечти безкрай. Светът след теб ще продължи да се върти. Следи чертай.

Знаеш ли, че песента ми полет е във есента? Прости, но песента ми полъх е от есента.
Простете ми, но отнове ще затворя очи и ще отида там, където е тя.
Светът ми се обърна. Прости, но обърна се светът.

Защото понякога димът от цигарите също е спомен. Навява много други, един от тях е, че съм свободен.

Небето ме гледа със синя усмивка, горещият пясък ме прави щастлив. Не може да има по-хубаво нещо в живота ми дребен и смачкан, и сив.

Пред мен не можеш да прекалиш, затова колкото искаш прекалявай.

Тялото е форма, душата е без норма. Хората са в кръг постоянен, а аз съм хорда.

Някога, някога, толкова някога, колкото девет лета, на някаква уличка, с няколко думички, спря ме веднъж любовта.

С мен ли си в каната за мляко? С мен ли си в черното кафе? Искаш ли да намериш някой, който е в захарта роден?

Ела във очите ми. Ела близо до сълзите ми. Ела близо до лицето ми. Ела близо до сърцето ми.
Този филм е за лято във рая, в този филм ще свърши зимата. А за другите филми не зная. Ние с тебе ще измислим тримата.

Всички влакове водят в твоя тунел. През трупа си все към теб съм поел.
Търся, влача се, денонощен и блед. Всяко вдишване е квадратче към теб.
И навсякъде тъкмо тук си била,
и зад ъгъла си се скрила едва.

...а защото не искам да повярвам, че друг някак все ще успее да те вземе оттук...

Усмихваш се и за мен това е краят. Усмивката ти и аз във рая.

А времето дали лекува? Времето дали лети? Или само така ми се струва?..
И когато искам теб, ми даваш само спомени. И когато търся теб, намирам само спомени.

With the day came the resolution I'll be looking for you.

Whenever I'm alone with you you make me feel like I am free again.
Whenever I'm alone with you you make me feel like I am clean again.

Please don't try so hard to say goodbye.

It has notin' to do with me

9/13/2011

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