who cares

4. Jūlijs 2005

11:46

negribu. negribu vairs tik reālistiskus sapņus. un ar tik dzīviem notikumiem.
sasodīts.

ej prom.
(lūdzu)

12:37 - just like you said it would be (Sinead O'Connor)

I will walk in the garden
And feel religion within
I will learn how to run with the big boys
I will learn how to sink and to swim
And there's talk in the houses
And people dancing in rings
Ah, when you close my eyes, babe?
I can see most everything
I can see most everything

It's just like u said it would be

I can see too many mouths open
Too many eyes closed, ears closed
Not enough minds open
Too many legs open
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, do
Why isn it why why
I don't see why I listen, why, why

When I've walked in the garden
When I'm walking off stage
When everything's quiet
Will you stay?
Will you be my lover?
Will you be my mama?
I said will you be my lover?
I said will you be my babe?
When I lay down my head
At the end of my day

Nothing would
Nothing would please me better
Than I find that you're there
When I lay down my head
At the end of my day
Nothing would
Nothing would please me better
Than I find that you're there when I wake


Will you be my lover?
Will you be my mama?

Just like u said it would be

17:09

izņēmu no fotohospitāļa savu saplīsušo kameru. ieliku atmiņas karti citā aparātā, un tur vēl tās dienas bildes. hi. un man vēl gari mati.

bet fotoaparātu zemē nevajag mest. to es jums saku! ;)

20:51

atrastas dziesmas. sen meklētas. ģeniāli. paldies.
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