Looking back to the past, predictions of the end Unseen ultra violet rays Are beating on my head
Nuclear threat wanna bet will be our demise The day will come when we'll look to apocalyptic skies
When the news had spread, that soon we'd all be dead Well it just blew our minds No one could have guessed that our worst fears at best Figments of our time
So it seems that our dreams will never come to be How could such a stupid thing destroy humanity?
A few weeks till extinction and there's nothing we can do A message sent to other worlds will say, "It was just the
Oh, the band marched on in formation, the brass was phasing tunes I couldn't place. Windows open and raining in Maroon, yellow, blue, gold and gray.
The drunks were ricocheting,the old buildings downtown, empty so, long ago, windows broken and dreaming, so happy to leave what was my home
With a sky blue sky, This rotten time. Wouldn't seem so bad to me now.
Oh, I didn't die, I should be satisfied
I survived, That's good enough for now
Kulturna strana za subotu 27. 12.2009. najvece novine na Balkanu:
Prvi naslov:
Do državnosti Kosova preko kulture
Oni će brinuti o čitavoj kulturnoj baštini svih provenijencija na Kosovu, a mi imamo prava da brinemo o svojoj, kaže Zoran Garić, direktor Zavoda u Leposaviću
Drugi naslov:
Svet i pozorište Harolda Pintera
Ukupna zalaganja Harolda Pintera, na polju umetnosti, kao i u javnim,
Some Misunderstanding
Bermuda Highway
Sometimes I walk around town looking at faces, wonderin why their bodies go to silly places.
Walkin past the carpet mills looking in and takin stills, your ass it draws me in like a Bermuda highway.
Oh, don't carve me out! Don't let your silly dreams, fall in between the crack of the bed and the wall.
Two times I fell asleep in a dirty basement snoozing in cobwebs and the cement.
Sometimes I wonder why that meek guy got all the fame, maybe I'm to blame for his short bitter fucked up life
Idem sad u Dablin. Na koncert. Okkervil River, pisao sam jednom o njima
http://blog.b92.net/text/1931/You%20Can%27t%20Hold%20The%20Hand%20of%20a%20Rock%20and%20Roll%20Man/
Dakle, da se odmorim malo od svadja i prepucavanja na blogu, od Obame i Euleksa, crnaca i belaca, cigana i grobara, ksenofoba i homofoba. Bre, glava pocela da boli od toliko svakakvih rasprava. Mislim se, ajd' sto me boli kada se svadjm sa nekim do koga mi stalo, al' sto bre da se kidam zbog
Hercules and Love Affair - Blind
As a child, I knew
That the stars could only get brighter
And we would get closer
Get closer
Oooooh
As a child, I knew
That the stars could only get brighter
That we would get closer
Get closer
Leaving this darkness
Behind
Mmmm-mmmm
Oooooooh
Now that I'm older
The stars should lie upon my face
When I find myself alone
Find myself alone
Oooooh
Now that I'm older
The stars should lie upon my face
And when I find
Pa sta se ovo desava, sta je sa ovim narodom, gde je saosecajnost, kako mogu da budu takvi... Deca, beskucnici, ovih dana na minusu ne mogu da odu u Svratiste jer je neko odlucio da ga zatvori jer "ih dolazi previse pa se komsije bune". Evo linka na Politiku:
http://www.politika.co.yu/detaljno.php?nid=51726
http://www.b92.net/info/vesti/index.php?yyyy=2007&mm=12&dd=21&nav_category=12&nav_id=277502
Ko
Nesto nas juri ova pesma ovih dana...
Neil Finn & Friends
Ragged Wood
Whoa-oh-oh
Come down from the mountain, you have been gone too long
The spring is upon us, follow my only song
Settle down with me by the fire of my yearning
You should come back home, back on your own now
The world is alive now, in and outside our home
You run through the forest, settle before the sun
Darling, I can barely remember you beside me
You should come back home, back on your own now
In the evening light, when the woman of the woods came by
To give to you the word of the old man
In