Weight of the mist

 

Wake up, can you take a breath?

That simple silence seams so delicate

Can you hear music or just a scream?

Shape your dream into a mirorr of me

Colorful picture had disappeared

Only sweet echo you now hear

Lost soul roaming through strange path

Inherit the senses you once have had

 

Just one gentle touch from a distance

The cold mist calling you to dance

Close your eyes slowly drift away

Let the wind freeze all your pain

 

Just one more tear for me

let this last kiss end this sufferin

Embrace my hug feel my inner flame

Every joy is begining of the end

 

Just one sweet smile on your face

The strange shadow standing in your place

Open your heart!Can you find me?

sing this song about weight of the mist.....

 

Eto i mene posle par godina oprostite za greske pisano je nocu u veoma ''sumnjivom''stanju....

E kad extreman lik pishe gothicarenje

A ovo sumnjivo vena,pluca,jetra?

Nije loshe nesho..samo je imho jebeno glup naziv pesme, ali inache je sasvim dobra pesma..shtavishe..druga strofa je bash pevljiva

E kad extreman lik pishe gothicarenje

A ovo sumnjivo vena,pluca,jetra?

Ccc znas da sam ja fin decko moj zivot teche venama ispranim kroz pluca dimom iz jetre

Nije loshe nesho..samo je imho jebeno glup naziv pesme, ali inache je sasvim dobra pesma..shtavishe..druga strofa je bash pevljiva

Heeeee Ma naziv nasto kad sam shetao ujutru na Rasinu i onako magla i ti tripovi......

p.s E ce me utepas ako ti kazem da imam baladnu muziku za ovo ))))

jes' ti gojko iz krushevac....

Djes filozofe banjski kurjache