Inside Job ( Pearl Jam)

Underneath this smile lies everything
All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
Make myself a pact not to shut doors on the past
Just for today I am free

I will not lose my faith
It's an inside job today

I know this one thing well…

I used to try and kill love. the highest sin
Breathing insecurity out and in

Searching hope, I'm shown the way to run straight
Pursuing the greater way for all human light.

HOW I CHOOSE TO FEEL... IS HOW I AM
HOW I CHOOSE TO FEEL... IS HOW I AM

I will not lose my faith
It's an inside job today

Holding on, the light of night
On my knees to rise and fix my broken soul
Again

Let me run into the rain
To be a human light again

Let me run into the rain
To shine a human light today

Life comes from within your heart and desire
Life comes from within my heart and desire

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Possibly Maybe ( Bjork )

Your flirt finds me out
Teases the crack in me
Smittens me with hope

Possibly maybe possibly maybe
possibly maybe

As much as I definitely enjoy solitude
I wouldn't mind perhaps
Spending little time with you
Sometimes
Sometimes

Possibly maybe probably love
Possibly maybe probably love

Uncertainty excites me
babe
Who knows what's going to happen?
Lottery or car crash
Or you'll join a cult

Probably maybe possibly love
Probably maybe possibly love, possibly

Mon petit vulcan
You're eruptions and disasters
I keep calm admiring your lava
I keep calm

Possibly maybe probably love
Possibly maybe probably love

Electric shocks?
I love them!
With you --> dozen a day
But after a while I wonder
Where's that love you promised me?
Where is it?

Possibly maybe probably love, possibly
Possibly maybe probably love, possibly

How can you offer me love like that?
My heart's burned
How can you offer me love like that?
I'm exhausted
Leave me alone

Possibly maybe possibly maybe
Possibly maybe

Since we broke up
I'm using lipstick again
I suck my tongue
In remembrance of you...

ja nekad stvarno ne razumijem neke ljude...

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Play Dead ( Bjork )

darling stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
hopeful enbraces
don't you understand?
i have to go through this
i belong to here where
no-one cares and no-one loves
no light no air to live in
a place called hate
the city of fear
i play dead
it stops the hurting
i play dead
and hurting stops
it's sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
i nestle into pain
hug suffering
caress every ache

i play dead
it stops the hurting

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I've seen it all (Bjork)

I've seen it all, I have seen the trees,
I've seen the willow leaves dancing in the breeze
I've seen a man killed by his best friend,
And lives that were over before they were spent.
I've seen what I was - I know what I'll be
I've seen it all - there is no more to see!

You haven't seen elephants, kings or Peru!
I'm happy to say I had better to do
What about China? Have you seen the Great Wall?
All walls are great, if the roof doesn't fall!

And the man you will marry?
The home you will share?
To be honest, I really don't care...

You've never been to Niagara Falls?
I have seen water, its water, that's all...
The Eiffel Tower, the Empire State?
My pulse was as high on my very first date!
Your grandson's hand as he plays with your hair?
To be honest, I really don't care...

I've seen it all, I've seen the dark
I've seen the brightness in one little spark.
I've seen what I chose and I've seen what I need,
And that is enough, to want more would be greed.
I've seen what I was and I know what I'll be
I've seen it all - there is no more to see!

You've seen it all and all you have seen
You can always review on your own little screen
The light and the dark, the big and the small
Just keep in mind - you need no more at all
You've seen what you were and know what you'll be
You've seen it all - there is no more to see!

danas sam pogledala taj film s bjork, dancer in the dark... Madr of gad, plakala sam ko kisna godina. I naravno, potaklo me na razmisljanje...
ljudi toliko stvari smatra bitnima u zivotu, toliko gluposti,t oliko materijalnoga koje je potpuno nepotrebno u zivotu. a i ne samo materijalnoga, i simbolicnoga(tipa, nisam bio u cijelom svijetu pa nisam faca). cemu to sve?
covjek se zapita... danas sam se bas zapitala, i shvatila da nisam razlicita od svih ostalih. i ja bi htjela vidjet svasta i osjetit svasta sto zapravo uopce nije bitno u nekoj sustini zivota. stvari koje nemaju veze sa srcem, nemaju veze s onim sto je unutra.
i bilo mi je malo bed kad sam shavtila da sam i ja takva u mnogim situacijama. al hvala bogu da sam shvatila, mogu nesto poduzet...

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veceras...

sam se setala po gradu, zapravo sam bila pozvana na nekakvu... nazovimo zurku. bilo je ok. bilo je naravno i osoba koje su to sve zacinile kad su pustili skoru(lose)... pa rekoh idem jaodavde dok me jos nisu zakljucali unutra.
oko ponoci, na trgu sam. gledam ljude. ima oko mene preko 100 ljudi. i od svih tih 100 ljudi, ne vidim ni jendo ljudsko bice. medhu tih 100 ljudi, ne vidim ni jedno ljudsko bice.
svak gleda na svoju stranu, oni koji i pricaju nekako gledaju se malo medjusobno u oci malo u pod.
ja ne gledam u pod.
ljudi su zalsoni. zalosno je ono sto oni smatrjau zivotom. zalosno je to koliko ti ljudi nisu vidjeli zivota, niti pokusali vidjet nesto vise od onog sto je na povrsini.
i zapitam se, kako ti ljudi zive sami sa sobom? svaki dan isto, svaki dan iste misli, uglavnom tupe i povrsne, svaki dan iste zelje, svaki dan iste navike. a da se nikad nisu zapitali bilo kakvu glupost, ma makar to bilo "hm... a kad bi danas oprao zube ljevm rukom? kako bi to bilo?", da bar odnekud pocnu aktivirat mozak.
a bilo bi jos bolje da aktiviraju srce.
nekad mislim da moje srce turbo brzo radi, al bas prebrzo i prejako. toliko jako da bi moglo u jednom trenu puknut u 100 komadica koji se nikad nece moc zakrpat.
bolje tako. bolje da zivi, pa makar preintenzivno. bar ce znat da je bilo slobodno, da je disalo i kucalo.

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Here In My Room ( Incubus)

This party is old and uninviting
Participants all in black and white.
You enter in full blown technicolor
Nothing is the same after tonight.

If the world were to fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing now that you're here
Love is a verb
here in my room.
Yes, love is a verb
here in my room.

You enter and close the door behind you
Now show me the world as seen from the stars.
If only the lights would dim a little,
I'm weary of eyes upon my scars

If the world were to fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing now that you're here
Love is a verb
here in my room
Yes, love is a verb
here in my room.

Pink tractorbeam into your incision
Head spinning as free as Dervishs' whirl
I came here expecting next to nothing
So thank you for being "that" kind of girl.


to mi je vecerasnja uspavanka. nek se ne zaboravi...

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Older Chests (Damien Rice)

Older chests reveal themselves
Like a crack in a wall
Starting small, and grow in time
And we (always) seem to need the help
Of someone else
To mend that shelf
(of) Too many books
Read me your favourite line

Papa went to other lands
And he found someone who understands
The ticking, and the western man's need to cry
He came back the other day, yeah you know
Some things in life may change
And some things
They stay the same

Like time, there's always time
On my mind
So pass me by, I'll be fine
Just give me time

Older gents sit on the fence
With their cap in hand
Looking grand
They watch their city change
Children scream, or so it seems,
Louder than before
Out of doors, into stores with bigger names
Mama tried to wash their faces
But these kids they lost their graces
And daddy lost at the races too many times

She broke down the other day, yeah you know
Some things in life may change
But some things they stay the same

Like time, time, there's always time
On my mind
So pass me by, I'll be fine
Just give me time,
Time, there's always time
On my mind
Pass me by, I'll be fine
Just give me time


neznam dal se to samo meni dogadja, al nekad sam bas uvjerena da ljude uopce ne zanimaju ostali ljudi. tocno se to dogadja. osoba A i osoba B su u igri. osoba a ima tezak zivot, imala je stvarno svakakvih tragedija u zivotu. al trudi se ta osoba ic dalje sa zivotom. al to je samo normalno ljudsko bice, i nemoze da se ne slomi svako toliko. i tako se to dogodi. slomi se. svijet padne njoj na glavu, ili se ona barem tako osjeca. pretpostavlja da ce osoba B biti uz nju, ipak, prijatelji zato sluze, kad ono... jedino sto mi moze reci je "pass me by, I'll be fine, just give me time". jer ili ce to reci i apsolutno nista ne ocekivati od drugoga. ili ce ocekivati nesto i nadati se, pa jos vise patiti kad napokon uvidi da druga osoba uopce nije zainteresirana u pruzanje ikakve podrske. a najgore je kad se vise puta uvjeris u tu istu jebenu stvar, kad se vise puta uvjeris da ti taj neko nece pomoc, al i dalje vjerujes u tu osobu. kako se to zove? mojim imenom.

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pjesma govori vise od dugog monologa...

NOTHING AS IT SEEMS (pearl jam)

Don't feel like home...
He's a little out...
And all these words elope...
Is nothing like your poem...
Putting in...inputting in...
Don't feel like methadone...
A scratching voice all alone...
Is nothing like your baritone...

It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs...it's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes...it's home

One uninvited chromosome…A blanket like the ozone… It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs it's home
The little that he frees
Is nothing he believes
Saving up a sunny day
Something maybe two-tone
Anything of his own
A chip off the cornerstone
Who's kidding rainy day
A one way ticket headstone
Occupations overthrown
A whisper through a megaphone

It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs...it's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes...it's home
And all that he frees
A little bittersweet...it's home
It's nothing as it seems
The little that you see...it's home

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