18. Maijs 2014

• 18.5.14 16:40
• The passage of time
  Is flicking dimly up on the screen
  I can't see the lines
  I used to think i could read between
  Perhaps my brains have turned to san
  Oh me oh my
  I think it's been an eternity
  You'd be surprised
  At my degree of uncertainty
  How can moments go so slow.
  Several times
  I've seen the evening slide away
  Watching the signs
  Taking over from the fading day
  Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled.
  Several times
  I've seen the evening slide away
  Watching the signs
  Taking over from the fading day
  Changing water into wine.
  Several times
  I've seen the evening slide away
  Watching the signs
  Taking over from the fading day
  Putting the grapes back on the vine.
  (simultaneously with the last two verses, another voice sings another melody with different words, as follows:)
  Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you
  Who would believe what an innocent voice could do
  Never a silence always a face at the door.
  Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you
  Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do
  Never a silence always a foot in the door.
  
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sxyg3sP03Cs
  
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• 18.5.14 22:20
• esmu pārinstalēta, visas asaras ir izrādījušās tā vērtas un ja kāds jautātu vai es vēlētos citu scenāriju, kas tik ļoti nesāpētu un nesatricinātu, bet nebūtu arī visu pēdējo dienu notikumi, atbildētu ka nevēlos.
  varavīksnes forele ir ļoti skaista zivs, kas garšo maigi.
  ir jocīgi iet uz veikalu cauri pilsētai, kurā nav auto, bet skan čelentāno un spīd ātomkara gaisma.
  iet caur mirdzošu parku un rokās sadevušamies skriet cauri maratonistu straumei, jo nav citu variantu kā nokļūt mājās.
  paspēt apciemot augus preses namā
  ir izrunātas tik daudz brīnišķas un nemaz ne vieglas sarunas
  šīs ir bijušas garas un ietilpīgas dienas
  jāizguļas
  jācēlas agri
  un
  jāstrādā
  
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