środa, 23 czerwca 2010

milczenie nie jest rozwiązaniem...

Czas dać odpocząć kablom...książka "Into The Wild" pod sen...


2 komentarze:

  1. I have not been home since you left long ago
    I'm thumbing my way back to heaven

    Counting steps, walking backwards on the road
    I'm counting my way back to heaven

    I can't be free with what's locked inside of me
    If there was a key, you took it in your hand

    There's no wrong or right, but i'm sure there's good and bad
    The questions linger overhead

    No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead
    I'm thumbing my way back to heaven

    I wish that i could hold you
    I wish that i had

    Thinking 'bout heaven

    I let go of a rope, thinking that's what held me back
    And in time i've realized, it's now wrapped around my neck

    I can't see what's next, from this lonely overpass
    Hang my head and count my steps, as another car goes past

    All the rusted signs we ignore throughout our lives
    Choosing the shiny ones instead

    I turned my back, now there's no turning back
    No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead
    I smile, but who am i kidding?

    I'm just walking the miles, every once in a while i'll get a ride
    I'm thumbing my way back to heaven...

    Teks tego utworu (nie z artykułu, ale podany przeze mnie - niszczy). Opowieść o tym co by było gdyby...

    P.S. Dzięki za życzenia. Pozdrawiam

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  2. pffffff...puściłem sobie czytając tekst...nie mam słów...

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