воскресенье, 18 февраля 2007
all about you...the west of an eternal loop
bitterness of tears
a pain of confessions
we had chance to take off the land
we could
but we were so late
in stad of words only ash is away
on the heaven the time was frozen
nothing was left in exchange...
only rain
is washing away all shadows
on the land we are all the pieces of the sky
on the frozen window
all the lines without answers
for you and only all about you
we were breathing
so quiet
were were silent
so long
only heaven
it is watching
heaven knows
all about you
every drop drop of the light
the pain on each line
again without answers
for you and only all about you
Хочу понять себя.. может тогда смогу понять других...
Иду на психолога, но не всегда понимаю людей. Их поступки..
А может и не надо?
может не надо искать слжных путей и идти по премой?