vineri, 28 septembrie 2018
luni, 11 iunie 2018
I'm Not a Saint
Well I've had one too many cigarettes burning up my lungs
Had the taste of one too many lips hanging of my tongue,
oh, oh, oh, oh
Sunday morning getting high, drinking here alone
Thinking up a brand new alibi for not coming home,
oh, oh, oh, oh
And I'm sorry I say "Fuck" so much
I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
Lord knows I've got habits to break
I'm really good at being good at goodbyes
I'm gonna give you fair warning that I
I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
Lord knows I don't learn from mistakes
And I'm not here unless I'm here by your side
I'm not a saint, but I could be if I
Sober up and settle down, give a little talk
'Bout how I can't keep from runnin' 'round
Say it's not your fault,
oh, oh, oh, oh
And I'm sorry I lie so much
I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
Lord knows I've got habits to break
I'm really good at being good at goodbyes
I'm gonna give you fair warning that I
I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
Lord knows I don't learn from mistakes
And I'm not here unless I'm here by your side
I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
marți, 5 iunie 2018
“As soon as we put something into words, we devalue it in a strange way. We think we have plunged into the depths of the abyss, and when we return to the surface the drop of water on our pale fingertips no longer resembles the sea from which it comes. We delude ourselves that we have discovered a wonderful treasure trove, and when we return to the light of day we find that we have brought back only false stones and shards of glass; and yet the treasure goes on glimmering in the dark, unaltered.”
- Maurice Maeterlinck (The
Treasure of the humble) -
Source: BaxiaArt
duminică, 13 mai 2018
The Sea
Flocking to the sea
Crowds of people wait for me
Sea gulls scavenge
Steal ice cream
Worries vanish
Within my dream
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
Fishing boats sail past the shore
No singing may-day any more
The sun is shining
The Water's clear
Just you and I walk along the pier
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
A cool breeze flows but mind the wasp
Some get stung it's worth the cost
I'd love to stay
The city calls me home
More hassles fuss and lies on the phone
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control with you,
And living, living,
And I, living, by the sea
Crowds of people wait for me
Sea gulls scavenge
Steal ice cream
Worries vanish
Within my dream
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
Fishing boats sail past the shore
No singing may-day any more
The sun is shining
The Water's clear
Just you and I walk along the pier
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
A cool breeze flows but mind the wasp
Some get stung it's worth the cost
I'd love to stay
The city calls me home
More hassles fuss and lies on the phone
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control with you,
And living, living,
And I, living, by the sea
joi, 8 martie 2018
duminică, 25 februarie 2018
miercuri, 3 ianuarie 2018
vineri, 22 decembrie 2017
duminică, 17 decembrie 2017
luni, 11 decembrie 2017
Passion
“Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. [...] It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead.”
― Joss Whedon ―
― Joss Whedon ―
Source: Oer-Wout
vineri, 8 decembrie 2017
joi, 23 noiembrie 2017
The Ship Song
Come sail your ships around me
and burn your bridges down
we make a little history, baby
everytime you come around
come lose your dogs upon me
and let your hair hang down
you are a little mystery to me
everytime you come around
We talk about it all night long
we define our moral ground
but when i crawl into your arms
everything, it comes tumbling down
come sail your ships around me
and burn your bridges down
we make a little history, baby
everytime you come around
your face is falling sad now
before you know the time is now
when i must remove your wings
and you, you must learn to fly
Sail your ships around me
and burn your bridges down
we make a little history, baby
everytime you come around
come lose your dogs upon me
and let your hair hang down
you are a little mystery to me
everytime you come around
come sail your ships around me
and burn your bridges down
we make a little history, baby
everytime you come around
come lose your dogs upon me
and let your hair hang down
and you are a little mystery to me
everytime you come around
you come around
you come around
you come around
sail your ships...
sâmbătă, 18 noiembrie 2017
Ledges
I've got a lot of loose ends, I've done some damage,
I've cut the rope, so it frayed,
I've got a lot of good friends, keeping me distracted,
keeping my sanity safe,
[Chorus:]
Here, I stand on the edge of the ledges I've made,
Looking for a steady hand,
Here, I stand in the land of the rocks in the valley,
Trying to be a better man (for you),
And I drink a little too much, it makes me nervous,
I've got my grandfather's blood,
And I take a little too much, without giving back,
If blessed are the meek then I'm cursed,
[Chorus]
I want to learn how to love
Not just the feeling
bear all the consequences
And I want to learn how to love,
And give it all back,
And be forgiven for all I've done.
[Chorus]
I've cut the rope, so it frayed,
I've got a lot of good friends, keeping me distracted,
keeping my sanity safe,
[Chorus:]
Here, I stand on the edge of the ledges I've made,
Looking for a steady hand,
Here, I stand in the land of the rocks in the valley,
Trying to be a better man (for you),
And I drink a little too much, it makes me nervous,
I've got my grandfather's blood,
And I take a little too much, without giving back,
If blessed are the meek then I'm cursed,
[Chorus]
I want to learn how to love
Not just the feeling
bear all the consequences
And I want to learn how to love,
And give it all back,
And be forgiven for all I've done.
[Chorus]
marți, 14 noiembrie 2017
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