Sonntag, 20. April 2008

Same Mistake

And maybe someday we will meet
And maybe talk and not just speak
Don't buy the promises 'cause
There are no promises I keep,
and my reflection troubles me
so here I go

I'm not calling for a second chance,
I'm screaming at the top of my voice,
Give me reason, but don't give me choice,
Cos I'll just make the same mistake (REPEAT) again

Montag, 7. April 2008

Musik

Ah ... finde ich grad ganz schön: The Tellers

Samstag, 5. April 2008

Just before the morning, while the nervous sun hesitates beyond the horizon, Isabel wakes up at the bottom of the ocean. Slowly gasping for a breath and swimming towards the surface.