one night only

~

Talk all the talk with a poet’s style 

Tongue like electric, eyes like a child 

Eye on your wives and the classic cars 

Live like a saviour, live like the stars 

Talk all the talk with a model's smile 

Tongue like electric, eyes like a child 

Buy all your highs and the classic cars 

Die on the front page, just like the stars 

The big screens, the plastic-made dreams 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Its our world, the picture-book girls 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Don’t you ask me if its love my dear 

Love don’t really mean a thing round here 

The fake scenes the plastic-made dreams 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Pace all the rooms with a jealous style 

Tongue like electric, eyes like a child 

Paint all your soul with the brand designs 

Preach like a saviour, heart on the line 

Talk all the talk with a model’s smile 

Tongue like electric, eyes like a child 

Buy all your highs and the classic cars 

Die on the front page, just like the stars 

The big screens, the plastic-made dreams 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Its our world, the picture-book girls 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Don’t you ask me if its love my dear 

Love don’t really mean a thing round here 

The fake scenes the plastic-made dreams 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

(instrumental) 

The big screens, the plastic-made dreams 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Its our world, the picture-book girls 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

X2 

Don’t you ask me if its love my dear 

Love don’t really mean a thing round here 

The fake scenes the plastic-made dreams 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it 

Say you don’t want it, say you don’t want it

reflexii portocalii

Schimbare. Nu ma adaptez repede la schimbari; schimbari de orice fel; e parca, neplacut. Dezechilibrul meu face ca situatia sa fie ironica.
Ceva e diferit; mi-am descoperit reflexiile portocalii pe care credeam ca le-am pierdut. :)

eu si... Marley?

Stiu ca va suna siropos si... stupid dar filmul 'Eu si Marley' m-a surprins, punand o intrebare cutezatoare.

Pe scurt e vorba de un tip si un caine tare nazdravan care a fost langa el mereu, atatia ani cat a trecut prin casatorie nasterea si cresterea a trei copii. Tipul scria o coloana editoriala intr-un ziar important in zona aceea; el scria aproape mereu despre caine. Ei bine, dupa ce cainele, Marley, moare, tipul realizeaza cat de mult i-a influentat viata.

Un caine iti ofera inima imediat dupa ce i-ai dat-o tu. Cati oameni te fac sa te simti pur, special sau unic?
Cati oameni sunt asa? E ciudat fiindca toti cainii fac asta...