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taxi | februarie 19, 2010

am o chestie cu plimbarile de noapte, in taxi. cand poti sa pui muzica si sa te lasi leganat usor de masina si luminile colorate ale orasului, toate topite pe parbriz. daca ploua e si mai misto. iar cand simti cum treci de 100 la ora, putin ametit de la alcool, cu I’m in New Yooork / No need for words now / We sit in silence, de pe colaborarea aia cu P.J. Harvey, si doar sa simti, animalic, the fear and the excitement and the sadness of it all. genul asta de seri sunt f misto, insa mi se intampla destul de rar ca toti factorii de care am nevoie sa fie intruniti.

poate de-aia ma enerveaza cand langa mine mai e cineva, mai ales cand stii ca cineva-ul ala e prima si ultima oara acolo. si stii unde te duci. si un moment perfect e ruinat de o apropiere nedorita, starnita doar din blazare si din nepasare. oameni care sunt simpatici, care sunt ok, cu care, la o adica, ai mai putea vorbi. oameni carora le dai mai mult decat esti cu adevarat dispus sa dai, si totusi atat de putin in marea schema a lucrurilor. sunt o categorie aparte, ciudata, oamenii astia. nu stiu unde sa-i pun, ce rol sa le dau. nu stiu cum sa-i interpretez, nu stiu cata importanta au, daca au vreuna. stiu doar ca e obositor, cumva, mai ales daca nu faci asta decat din inertie si lipsa de chef de a face ceva, orice.

am cel mai frumos somn din lume, atat de frumos incat ai plange daca l-ai vedea. atat de bun, cat 100 de pisici adormite de bun. am cel mai frumos somn din orasul acesta. I’m awesome. I’m fucking awesome.

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Everybody sees me
But its not that easy
Standing in the lightfield
Standing in the lightfield
Waiting for some action
Waiting for some action
Why wont you come over here

Why wont you come over here
We’ve got a city to love
Why wont you come over here
We’ve got a city to love

Old time grudges
Will die so slowly
I know you miss the
Way I saw you
And cold
You’re so cold
You’re so cold
You’re so cold

Nobody can see me
Everythings too easy
Standing in the lightfield
Standing in the lightfield
Waiting for some actress
Waiting for some actress
To say
Why wont you come over here

Why wont you come over here
We’ve got a city to love
Why wont you come over here
We’ve got a city to love

Old time love song
Will die so swiftly
You never trust me
For a while
It was nice
But its time to say bye

Cold
You’re so cold
You’re so cold
You’re so cold

NO NO NO
You’re so cold
You’re so cold
You’re so cold

NO NO NO NO
You’re so cold
You’re so cold
You’re so cold

Oh
You’re so cold

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