home sweet home...

been a long time....

Sophia was there in the corner of the room looking calm and composed as ever. It was not in her nature to worry even when worry was due.

Veronica was in charge again. Nothing she could say or do could stop Veronica anymore. The world had many things to offer yet again and she wanted them all. She wanted to be at the centre of all.

The wild wind blew through the windows smell of cold summer rain.

For now this was home.

Ana was somewhere far away, not to be seen or found.  she lost the will to fight for control.

No one believed they would ever see Margaret again.

park that car
drop that phone
sleep on the floor
dream about me
...

Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?

Si ma trezesc iar plangand dracu stie pentru cine si dumnezeu stie pentru ce. Lucruri pe care nu le-am avut, lucruri de care nu stiu, idealuri pe care le-am dat dracu si inspiratia marilor poeti ai lumii.
Si plang ca-mi pare rau de vorbe pe care le-am zis, de vorbe pe care nu le-am zis. Imi pare rau ca n-am injurat mai mult, imi pare rau ca n-am scuipat seminte in capu mai multor oameni,imi pare rau ca nu m-am luat cu unu si cu altu, nu m-am exprimat ca o mahalagioaca suficient de mult sau suficient de clar si-mi pare rau ca-m zis mereu 'buna ziua' cand trebuia sa fi zis 'du-te dracu'. Dar nu stiu neaparat daca de-asta plang.
Sunt circumstante in care ar plange oricine si circumstante in care ar plange numa prostii. Si cine se crede suficient de destept incat sa le deobeseasca e un dobitoc. Caci oamenii plang cand ii doare fie ei de pe oriunde din marea gradina a domnului.
Si oamenii ca mine mai si mananaca cacat. Vorbesc ca sa nu taca, ineptii si nonsens. Vorbesc ca sa nu planga.

Si-mi aduc aminte vag de vremuri mai calde cand soarele statea pe cer ceva mai multa vreme. Plangeam si-atunci la fel cum plang si acum, dracu stie pentru cine si dumnezeu stie pentru ce.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LFasFq4GJYM&list=FLWU6TfiH9jr_w3OlcZRlOFg

only hate the road when you're missing home

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast

You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies

But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast

Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
'Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh)
And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh)
Well you let her go

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go

Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
This songs of freedom
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfill the book.

Won't you help to sing
This songs of freedom-
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
 Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfill the book.
Won't you have to sing
This songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.

The sound of home

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ER5EnjskCvE