playlist de sfarsit.de mai.

tribes - we were children
snow patrol - new york
dashboard confessional - as lovers go
nina persson & nathan larson – the bluest eyes in texas
taking back sunday - your own disaster

every dream I dream is like some kinda rash 'n' reckless scene

remembering you
standing quiet in the rain as I ran to your heart to be near
and we kissed as the sky fell in holding you close,how I always held close in your fear


did she call my name?I think it's gonna rain when I die.

furie

(s.f. stare de extremă iritare în care se pierde stăpânirea de sine; mânie nestăpânită; violență.)

o faclie de paste

don't make no sense lightin' candles
there's too much moonlight in my eyes.

running to stand still

and when I go there I go there with you...it's all I can do.

...si anii ce s-au scurs,de ieri

ploua incet, stau in gara,ochii-i simt ca ma dor.ganduri ramase de-aseara,parfumul din coridor...un ceas batea tot mai trist.stiam ca e ultima oara,absurdul din nou a invins.
ochii mei pe-o linie moartara rataceau, cautand clandestin trenuri ce nu sunt pe harta,nimicul ce-nseamna destin,trenuri ce pleaca nu vin...

doi tigani cantau din vioara,cineva-mi oferea aspirine,toti vorbeau, razand intr-o doara,eu vroiam sa le spun despre tine,ma gandeam numai la tine...

povestea tarfelor mele triste...

n-am venit sa tin un discurs.