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I came to you and you to me And we were tapping on the window at the children when the piggy bank broke Pitching quite a fit About how the makers of the medicine will always say you’re looking sick I came to you and you to me And we would whimper to the women washing milk off of their formal white clothes But the funny thing Was how when God was in his people we were dreaming about who else to be And all the fingers that we damaged when all we wanted was a diamond ring I came to you (came to you) and you to me (came to me) And we were barking at the drug dogs, blood dried black on their hands And never realized You never tussle with a giant til you can hit him right between the eyes (I came to you, I came to you) And that no matter how we chewed it, we’d be choking on a compromise (I came to you, I came to you) cause all the jaws, all the claws lay restless by the riverside (I came to you, I came to you) And it wasn’t muscle in the shadow that was shoving us into the light I came to you and you to me And we were snatching at a war baby’s bottle just to trade it for change But now it’s come to pass That every eye beneath the mountain saw the smoke but no one heard the blast That no one knew the arm was broken although everybody signed the cast And until the government was good, she said “Man, I thought you’d never ask” And when love wore out her welcome, they just booked her for a bag of grass That while she cried on the cross, we were sucking on the laughing gas And when the head had left the body, not a flag was hanging half-mast (I came to you, I came to you) I came to you and you to me And then we lost our own lovers’ revolution but it started again And now we’re one One of the parade wake widows walking home into the setting sun One of the soldiers lost in the dreams that never lose the gun (I came to you, I came to you) One of the wise men wandering the podium without a tongue One of the trophies tarnished by the mess we made of being young (I came to you, I came to you) One of the prayers, one of the promises swallowed with our chewing gum One of the deaf ears, dumber all the time for all the years of drums (I came to you, I came to you) One of the wide-eyed soap boxes buried under ......... One of the beat cops combing every sidewalk crack for love (I came to you, I came to you) One of the crowded stars uncounted when the map was done
One of the withered in the garden left to wonder when the rain will come Link

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9wdhriA1aA

nekom je tesko misli prebacit u tekst ... npr. meni

ej bleki:)
mislila sam da je noćna skroz prazna

nije ni mene bilo kojih milju godina u ovo vrijeme.

čekam 4 ujutro, da mogu reći kako to još postoji i zaspat.

mogu samo rec da je ovaj svijet sjeban ... al bas doslovno tako ... samo ako se okrenes iza sebe ..,,, i ono sto znam da ne zelim takav svijet za svoju dijecu ...

hm...

ma nije.

mislim, barem.
ne da mi se misliti drugačije.

sad m i nasmijavasa:)

ma .. ok .. moze bit i gori :)

je, pa bolje ti je živnut, pol 4 je:)

kad ćeš ako nećeš sad.

i max spava? obično izroni u ovo vrijeme.

dam se kladit da pajkovski škilji povremeno.

pajkovski, ako škiljiš, izdajico!
ostario si i spavaš noću.

sta se sad bunis sta imas samo mene :) pa , to je sasvim uredu .. i ja bi se bunila :)

ej, bleki... po noći svijet izgleda drugačije.
mračnije, malo. ne bismo trebali ovo radit.

joj... nije to.
samo znam da su sigurno negdje budni.

jelda? nismo samo mi ostale?

je .. bas pogledala kroz prozor .. i sta rec , a ono mrak

vidiš. kažem ti da ti je od toga.:))

nadam se da nismo :)

u 4 se kupimo u krpe.

mislim sta bi jedna sa drugom ? zamisli si to samo ... ovako ce svijet danas isti bit ko sto je i jucer

moze ... veselim se tome :P

:))
a daj. pa to je lijepi mrak vani.

otvoren mi je balkon i čuju se klinci kako bljuju po parku.
i taksiji prolaze svako malo.

i ok, misli su mi glasnije nego danju.
i mislim o stvarima o kojima inače ne stignem.

i ne moram ništa, osim otići spavati, i to me malo..

i koga sad da se bojim ?

ti stalno ovako?

šta se baš moraš nekog bojati?:))

mraka.

nista se ne mora .. ako me netko i na tijera na to .. radim suprotno ..

buuu ... znam onu .. u mraku su velike oci

al , to me uvijek asocira na crvenkapicu

bako bako kako su ti velike oci ..

:))
ja volim mrak.
prije sam živjela ovako. do 4 ujutro.
malo jesam bila luđa onda.
da malo:))

i zaželjela sam ga se sad. i lijepo mi je.

je .. i zvjezde se bolje vide u mraku :)

možda nam to oči sjaje:)

a zašto ti ne spavaš?

moze bit da su oci :)

svako zasto ima zato ...

ne spava mi se

meni sad već da. nisam u formi:)

ugodna ti noc i ljepo spavaj :)

i tiha sam skroz. :/
još sam mislila provjerit redoslijed palkjenja svjetla na prozorima u zgradi preko, da vidim je li se što promijenilo, ali ću pokupit dekicu i polako krenut:)

ti nas čuvaj:)

4:00

zzzzzz

ooooo ,,, ju toking tu mi trenutno ?

:)