среда, 26 декабря 2012 г.

In the cards again [blueprints]

Does it have to be this way?
I wait for change
I walk and count the trains, astray
Each day. But the weather holds the same
Мy wastelands pray for rain
The name?! Tell me her name?! - asks the fortune teller
Oh she sees the same five letters in the cards again
But she's long gone with the gypsy caravan...

Should I take another step
Or burn what's left?
Lit another cigarrette. I bet
She's there, oh i guess she's havin' fun
The poison runs.
Hope I'll make it through the day. The storm's approaching.
Oh she sees the same four letters in the cards again
But i already hear the morning train... 




четверг, 6 декабря 2012 г.

'Сause when those lonely lonely days come...












FIN.













Всем спасибо. Больше поводов для сплетен не будет. Ничего не будет.