July 2010
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June 2010
5 posts
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just sayin'...
Turn me to dust and I’ll still turn to you
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“What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?” - Anais Nin
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The richness inside
Like Ray once said: “If you think pennies, you get pennies. If you think dollars, you get dollars”. I think millions of dreams.
love / guitar
Love is like a guitar. You change the strings now and then, but the music remains forever.
sunshine
I just wanna make music that tastes like sunshine… for all my dreams, for all my memories… I owe it to the moments I’ve lived, to the goodbyes I whispered, to the seas of promises I’ve bathed in. I just wanna sing it out for the love of sunshine…
May 2010
6 posts
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always remember that good things fall apart so better things can fall together
time for...
decisions, crossroads, turning my head around and spreading the wings of my dreams. And I will be a hunter again, I’ll be the free soul I promised to be, not bound, not double-crossed by untimely choices, drunk with music, free from daily worries, from contemporary business stories. There will no borders to my dreams and songs, no image unfulfilled behind these eyes… it’s time...
one
One thing can save me now, standing by the sea… wrapped in your arms where I’m happy… and all the illusions flowing through my head and heart are making it so hard. I long for roads and endless wanderings, salty tears for the one thing that makes me happy: freedom. And it wraps the meanings of life, love and music in its simple letters, beautiful grains of sand falling through...
April 2010
12 posts
and so...
there’s only this road, straightforward to inspiration. It puts a huge smile on my face and I’m not even tryin’ to hide it.
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“I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car / I grabbed a pen and an old napkin / And I wrote down our song”
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feathers & footsteps
“walking gets so boring when you learn how to fly..”
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March 2010
12 posts
I dream of a place where dreams will be days
where I will forget the fear of flying away
“I could sleep forever these days, because in my dreams I see you again.”
– Signs | Bloc Party (via serendipitea)
melancholy overdose
I think I miss writing, being dangerously naive, dreaming epic dreams, smiling precious smiles, speaking my own language of thoughts and writing songs over the telephone. I guess I’m building a life where things are not at chance, but for a change. It might be just the spring creeping in that’s feeding this whole melancholy overdose… might be.
Photo: Quizz…
“What does it matter that love is lost? Love is a song that trembles in the air...”
– (via thisbruisedheart) (via serendipitea)
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