I keep wondering what changed me. What moved me. What turned me around.
It’s still my own battle with myself.
Still here. Wonder for how long, this time…
Amy Winehouse – Love is a losing game
“Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
Self professed… profound
Till the chips were down
…know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand…”
Somehow, it’s like a song that nobody hears. Maybe it doesn’t matter. Or maybe it’s just different…
Keeps playing in my ear, hopefully I’ll eventually believe it.
Alicia Keys – A woman’s worth
Un alt scenariu de zi cu zi. Peisajul se schimba, desi elementele sunt aceleasi..
Te uiti in oglina. Tii capul sus, caci asta esti. Privirea se intuneca. Caci asta esti…
Blandetea aia din privire apare rar. De ocazie, asa. Lasi pe fiecare sa vada in tine exact ce vrea. Nu-ti pasa. Confirmarile sunt efemere si overrated. Cei care conteaza n-au nevoie nici macar de o grimasa pe fata ta ca sa stie ceva. Nici de o alta privire. Nici de un alt zambet. Nici tu n-ai nevoie, for that matter.
Putine lucruri te mai misca. Prea rar te mai impresioneaza. Putine mai dor…
Cateva cicatrici doar. On the inside, so you can always remember…
2Pac – letter to my unborn child
All in the blood. All in the veins. All in the head. The heart obeys.
Think it. Know it. So simple.
The Prodigy – Voodoo people
A bit sleepy.
“Mai ai rabdare un pic”… cine a inventat treaba asta urata cu asteptatul?…
Ultima luna a fost o continua silentio stampa. On the inside, as usual.
I’ll miss my place at the window when I’m gone.
Multumim Blondei pentru ipod.
Noapte buna!
Snow Patrol- Chasing cars
“If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?”
Peste o ora va fi luni. O noua saptamana. Decizii mari de luat. Altele deja luate. Putina “curatenie” de toamna.
Happy mood though.
Mims feat. Ky-Mani Marley – One day
“After years of battle, after years of war
It’s still hard to see, what we’re fighting for
I can see your troubles, I can feel your pain
But from all this fighting, tell me where’s the change
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again… One day
So…
One day, we will fly
Things and time will change… yah
Don’t cry, don’t cry… yahh
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love… yah
When the rain stops pooring
And the wet rug is dry
All that’s left is struggle, is just you and I
So If you pray for me then I’ll pray for you
And we will come together, all it takes is two
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again… One day
So…
One day, we will fly
Things and time will change… yah
Don’t cry, don’t cry… yahh
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love… yah”
“Old Story Teller: And a Man sat alone, drenched deep in sadness. And all the animals drew near to him and said, We do not like to see you so sad. Ask us for whatever you wish and you shall have it. The Man said, I want to have good sight. The vulture replied, You shall have mine. The Man said, I want to be strong. The jaguar said, You shall be strong like me. Then the Man said, I long to know the secrets of the earth. The serpent replied, I will show them to you. And so it went with all the animals. And when the Man had all the gifts that they could give, he left. Then the owl said to the other animals, Now the Man knows much, he’ll be able to do many things. Suddenly I am afraid. The deer said, The Man has all that he needs. Now his sadness will stop. But the owl replied, No. I saw a hole in the Man, deep like a hunger he will never fill. It is what makes him sad and what makes him want. He will go on taking and taking, until one day the World will say, ‘I am no more and I have nothing left to give.”
Apocalipto.
