Sunday, November 27, 2011

and made you happy

as if it never have occured
the first half and the second one
eyes are always on fire
oh your eyes are always on fire
people don't come by
oh truth never to be told again
but somehow, there'll always be a way to live
a compromise to live, to live without you.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

-but they'd only remind me of you

It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away
Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong
I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor n'guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said girl u better try to have fun
No matter what you'll do
But he's a fool.

I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Αλήθεια, λυπάμαι τα επόμενα χρόνια- πρόκειται να είναι ιδιαίτερα λεπτά.
τελικά, δε γνωρίζω αν ξέρω να προφέρω κατάλληλα τις λέξεις
είναι μια ιδιόμορφη φωνή
κι όσον αφορά την αγάπη,
πάντα διστάζει να μιλήσει για εκείνη
ποτέ δεν της λέει όσα έχει να της πει,
έχει την περίεργη συνήθεια να χαρίζεται σε κάτι χωρίς μόνιμη λογική,
χωρίς συναισθήματα.
η λέξη: κοινωνία.
είναι τέτοια η κατάθλιψη που κρύβει ένα επίπεδο πιο κάτω
που ακόμα και οι κρότοι του αγαπημένου τραγουδιού
απλώς, την εντείνουν.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Lost faded lips.

Really, who thinks is pretty whole should ask me first.
Oh and there's no time to watch the clock being supervised.
And the love who desires us all should really pay.
The clock that supervises us all
in a magnificent word we may see it turn but never end.
Oh the love that adores us all.
Would you marry me for a while
love should pay again for us
for trying to make us whole
inside this hole
hole machine.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I can't really decide what you are to me.
Time measures life in inches.
I may, may go abroad.
Time has never purchased on me that much before.
Pushes you in an old and easy way
parent or not?
No more kid
no more crying stuff
underwater kids
Who has decided we're born for some reason?
parent or not?
My kid is far dead gone and i keep that space for my favorite song.
Inked underwater blue.
And I can't really decide what you are to me.
Time is a cap no-one sees.
My time, my time is measured in a weather unknown.