Girl

«Have you seen the most beautiful girl in the world?
And if you did, was she crying?»

She smiled with her eyes and heart-shaped lips used to tell me the most sweet words.
Reminding me of someone I used to be, so happy when near her,
so drunk with the jasmine perfume she was wrapped on.

My eternal gift, the best of all, the girl,
the girl who made anything possible.

And now here I am, stuck in between memories of the days long gone,
trying to move on, but still feeling her scent on the air and her smile...
her smiling eyes that used to make my whole world brighter.

Will I ever see her again, the most beautiful girl in the world,
and if I do, will it last this time?

Happiness, I miss you

Happiness, I miss your tender touch
your full-bodied optimism
and the breeze that blows away all worries.

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To love them as our own
and then lose them
and later on realizing they were never ours
...
there's a kind of emptiness that lingers on.

You spend your whole life trying to fill it
with moments of happiness
as the strands of hair fall through your fingers
like the days that slip away from your hands.

All in all there are no reservations for happiness
for it's all in your mind
you can create the world you want to live
you should create it
because it's the only way you'll survive it.

Dreaming memories

You come crawling into my dreams
like an uninvited insect on a summer night
slightly buzzing, trying to be unnoticed.
Or are you really?

I've shun you off my day-life,
now that you seldom appear,
but you've managed to get in my dreams
making me get  face-to-face with the reality
that you are asleep, in my sub-conscience,
always spawning in me webs of memories.

The brown-yellowish still-photographs in the eyes' retina
swarm my dormant mind and the child, that same child,
comes to me, to my arms again, as it did in a distant past.

I thought I was cured, but memories can't be deleted
especially when they're carved in our chest
with the darkest ink of pain and sorrow.

Something will always feel broken inside my heart
but I'm still hoping I can make it better
by mending it with patches of happiness
and plentifulness that are yet to come...
I hope.

Still, I couldn't ever tell why hope lingers above all evilness,
still I couldn't ever tell why the memories still haunt me now and then.

James Blake - Limit to your love

There's a limit to your love 
Like a waterfall in slow motion 
Like a map with no ocean 
There's a limit to your love 
Your love, your love, your love 

There's a limit to you care 
So carelessly there, is it truth or dare 
There's a limit to your care 

There's a limit to your love 
Like a waterfall in slow motion 

Like a map with no ocean 
There's a limit to your love 
Your love, your love, your love 

There's a limit to you care 
So carelessly there, is it truth or dare 
There's a limit to your care
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/limit-to-your-love-lyrics-james-blake.html ]

Lost in this world by Richmond Fontaine

I fucked up again
I barely know where I am
I'm sorry I ain't called you in days
Maybe I'll never get over Wes and the hospital
I don't even have bus fare home

I'm just lost in this world
I'm lost in this world
Lost in this world

Maybe it's my skin
It's too thin
Maybe it's my heart that always caves in
But I fucked up again
Why, I barely know who I am
I'm sorry for all the things I haven't done

I'm just lost in this world
Lost in this world
Lost in this world

The Scientist by Coldplay

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are.
I had to find you, tell you I need you,
Tell you I set you apart.

Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions,
Oh lets go back to the start.
Running in circles, Comin' in tails
Heads on a science apart.

Nobody said it was easy,
It's such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be this hard.

Oh take me back to the start.

I was just guessin' at numbers and figures,
Pulling the puzzles apart.
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart.

And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start.
Runnin' in circles, Chasin' tails
Comin' back as we are

Nobody said it was easy,
Oh it's such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be so hard.

I'm goin' back to the start.

Ohhhh oooooo
Ahhhh oooooo
Ohhhh oooooo
Ohhhh oooooo

Lilacs and daisies

The notebook of life is near the end
and still I bleed, everyday, a little
just to know that I'm alive.
A random collection of feelings,
a rainbow entwined in dark clouds,
the lilac memories of my sorrows
punctuated by yellow daisies,
getting all together for the final festival.

Old people will always be old
as young will always stay young,
that is the power of memories
when they fade into black & white.
Friends and family that become photos,
washed out by the hasty river of time.
Then nothing remains, only void lingers.

the cinematic orchestra - to build a home

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills...
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust...
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home...

Cause, I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust...

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed it's knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me......


Cause, I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust....

Dying slowly

The World has lost its grace,
everything is seen and discovered,
imagination has been turned into boredom
and everyone's thinking of another.

We force ourselves to please others
our whole lives complex as a relish
and dying slowly is what you do
because they would perish
if you decided for shooting yourself.

The bittersweetness of life
is the same as the bittersweetness of death,
and the branches of the trees that waver
resemble an arm saying goodbye to a wife
when she knows they haven't actually met.

It is the daunting feeling that surprises you
and fills you with doubt in your mind,
no one will ever try to find
the person you really are inside.

So nevermind the truth and nevermind it all,
just turn yourself mute
and join everyone else in the same fall.
Because sometimes, even knowing it's all vain
and we're always on the deadline's edge,
it takes a long time to end
and then there won't be even one friend.