Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Lyrics :)))

These lyrics from Limp Bizkit song Man behind blue eyes have always impressed me, can't tell why :)

They even remind me of someone I know :)




No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies


But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free


No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like i do, and i blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

Discover
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worryI'm not telling lies

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man

Thursday, November 15, 2007

new poem


I wrote this some time ago, but didn't give it a ,,final shape". Recently I've found some inspiration, and here it is:



I see a man
Alone
In his boat,
On an agitated sea…


Will the depth of the sea
Bite his heart?
Will the waves take him somewhere?

Is he alone,
Or a friend of Silence?

Does he know
That the land
Will be there forever?
Does he know
That the songs of the sea
Lead you nowhere?

Saturday, November 3, 2007

Precious

Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what have we done to You?


We always try to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put You through...

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I could take the pain for you
If God has a master plan
That only He understands
I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

I pray you learn to trust
Have faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give


Depeche Mode - Precious

Thursday, November 1, 2007


This is one of my little abstract ,,comics" :)