miercuri, 24 martie 2010

cannonball

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer in
Still I can't say what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know

miercuri, 17 martie 2010

cum mi-am dat seama ca am avansat in varsta

- e aproape primavara si eu tot cu bocancii umblu, in conditiile in care acum cativa ani era mijlocul iernii si inca ma flenduream in tenisi. deh, nu mai sunt iernile de-odinioara
- efectele alcoolului se simt bine de tot a doua zi
- scriu posturi de genul asta