| virus wrote on February 26th, 2007 at 11:05 pm |
Man netīk bailes. No tiesas netīk. Ļoti reti tās mūsdienu pasaulē var izmantot savā labā, daudz biežāk tās liedz skatīties uz lietām racionāli, tāpat kā cerības. Un ļoti bieži tās noslēpj labāko no mums aiz ntajām čaulām un sienām.
Neviens nav brīvs no bailēm, arī es nē. Es augstprātīgi iedomājos, ka baidos no maz lietām, brīžiem jūtos i bezbailīgs. Bet es baidos būt vājš. Man negribas atcerēties brīžus, kad es neesmu varējis darīt svarīgas lietas ar pilnu atdevi, kad esmu gandrīz ienīdis lietas, kuras mēdzu mīlēt. Un iespējams es baidos nebūt gana labs. Lai gan šīs bailes vaigā redzēt nākas krietni retāk.
No kā jūs baidāties?
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come, oh, come early
i’m afraid of getting colder, colder
keep the night burning
to shine our love always, always
pictures on the wall
her pictures on my wall
she’s so beautiful, so beautiful
climbing up to fall
i’m climbing up to fall
i’m still staying cool, i’m staying cool
one day i’ll find you just to prove that i’m real
out of love and hate, of love and hate
and losing ties with common sense, baby, i know
i will make a bridge to place where my mind goes
come, oh, come early
i’m afraid of getting colder, colder
keep the night burning
to shine our love always, always
thousands of the walls
8 billions of the walls
she’s so beautiful, so beautiful
digi-dogs around
her digi-dogs around
i’m still staying cool, well, i’m staying cool
i’m losing all i have and all i ever will
out of love and hate, of love and hate
i’m losing daydreams and a good night sleep
oh, baby, our passions are hiding deep
come, oh, come early
i’m afraid of getting colder, colder
keep the night burning
to shine our love always, always
come, oh, come early
i’m afraid of getting colder, colder
keep the night burning
to shine our love always, always
always, always
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