Monday, January 15, 2007
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Wish you were here - Pink Floyd
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2 hours cookbook at 1:15:00 AM
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at January 15, 2007 9:25 AM
Yazi said... nice one..
u are very poetic (:-
at January 15, 2007 2:25 PM
2 hours cookbook said...
nope, that is a song:D!
Pic is taken by me though:P-
at January 19, 2007 4:43 PM
Unknown said...
Japan's brightly lit even when it ISN'T New Year's Eve! :P
