"Step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices
the contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
the angels get a better view
of the crumbling difference between wrong and
right.
I walk in the air between the rain,
through myself and back again.
Where? I dont know
Maria says she's dying.
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why? I dont know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her
hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like
Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets
the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off,
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
She knows she's more than just a little
misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands
Sleeping children got to run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says, it's only in my head.
She says, Shhh I know it's only in my head.
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says: Man, you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling?
Then she looks up at the building
and says she's thinking of jumping.
She says she's tired of life;
she must be tired of something.
Round here she's always on my mind
Round here I got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early
Nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very very late
Ahw, I can't see nothin',
nothin', Round here, ohh.
Catch me if I'm fallin',
catch me if I'm fallin'
catch me cause I'm fallin' down on you.
I said I'm under the gun, Round here.
Ohh man I said I'm under the gun, Round Here.
And I can't see nothin',
nothin', Round Here..."



Counting Crows

משחקי עיניים הבזק זכרונה נזרק אחורה בזמן, ופתאום היתה שוב ילדה חייכנית בת שלוש, יושבת במכונית ושרה עם אחותה. אחותה המקסימה... הבזק להבות מטורפות מסביב, המכונית הפוכה ונראית מפלצתית... גבריאל מפחדת, אך לא מצליחה לצעוק.

Finding vincent The heavy door slams with the noise of war, but unside the darkness, the empty shell is filling fast.

Happy New-Year about four days ago I was "informed" seventy eight and a half hours, to be exact... but you know.. "who's counting??!"

אי שפיות זמנית מגלה פתאום מי אני באמת. אדם שמסוגל להרוס דברים נפלאים. אדם שמסוגל לשים לעצמו רגל איפה שהכי כואב. אני לא יכולה להסביר, כי אני לא מבינה בעצמי. ואני לא יודעת איך להתנצל.