sun has pushed me |
in the cavesun has pushed me in the caveblossoms aroundcold beer on the tablenature in bloomhappy grillwet grasssunsun has pushed me in the cave
sun has pushed me in the cavedon't move, be quiet
sun h...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 04:36:00 PST |
robert say boom |
robert say boomyour destiny is dooomed
michael say heydoom is every day
lara say doomex-boyfriens to be broomed
kitty say revolveracting like she cares
and finally,
moses say bewareyou are doomed if y...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 06:14:00 PST |
trying |
trying to understandthe new soundand a new world
full of noise, stupid,happy, tired...
dissapointed or something like that...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Thu, 13 Mar 2008 03:58:00 PST |
explosion |
a writing on the walldrowned in youth and poppioneer moraldig its own grave
seven bullets shiningspite the yellow dustvivid tv showdiscourage the brave
blah-blah-blahpiff-puff-paff...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 06:35:00 PST |
places |
there are placeswhere it is not decidedwho is in charge...
plenty of room for advocatesof good and evil to work.they should study these places,nightplaces where people drink.
what type of glasses they...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 12:54:00 PST |
hoo hoo, hoo hoo |
hoo hoo, hoo hoobutterfly on a toasthoo hoo for youyou love me most
between days, among listshoo hoo, hoo hoouppercut hit, broken wristshoo hoo for you
empty, on an bridge, waitinghoo hoo for youwe ge...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 05:52:00 PST |
speed distorzion |
a part of broken glasson a rocket to mars
booster rocketin my pocketall than in my brassmixed with taste and unrest
tear me upstart from my chestwhat a pleasant feelingwhen you have to give your best
...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 01:47:00 PST |
a lion |
a lion.one dogand a rat.
no arguments.
opposed and posessed.
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 04:35:00 PST |
pirate code |
hey,it is importaint what can you do!ho, ho, ho, howhat can you do!i’ll steal your gold off courseyou should not doubt that!but i’ll be a good man,a man with convesation on mymouthshe is g...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:31:00 PST |
food |
i wannaspeak with you, to hear your voiceto fly those thousands of milescross those dusty fieldsdon't know where i came fromdon't know the colour of my flagmelting my colorsremmembering tastes -- salt...
Posted by Daniel Kovac on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 02:00:00 PST |
