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Lenka Skříčilová (1987, žena) · Ústecký kraj

Aktivní: dnes v 10:08 offline(poprvé: 11.04.2014)

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Kdo jsem



Dancing on the crumbling precipice

The rocks are coming loose just at the edge
Are we laughing? Are we crying?
Are we drowning? Are we dead?
Or is it all a dream?

The bombs are getting closer everyday
"That can never happen here" we used to say
Have these wars come to our doorstep?
Has this moment finally come?
Or is it all a dream?

Are we not good enough?
Are we not brave enough?
Is the violence in our nature
just the image of our maker?
Are we not good enough?
Are we not brave enough?
To become something greater
Than the violence in our nature?
Are we not good enough
Or is it all a dream?

To a predetermined fate are we condemned
Or maybe we're a book without an end
We're not stories, we're not actors
We're awake and in control 
And this is not a dream

So can we break this mold
And set in motion something new
Forgetting what we know
An evolution overdue 
Fight the current
Pull the ripcord
Get away! 

Are we not good enough?
Are we not brave enough?
Is the violence in our nature
just the image of our maker?
Are we not good enough?
Are we not brave enough?
To become something greater
Than the violence in our nature?
Are we not good, good enough?

We travel back to what we take
We need a storm, let's pray for rain now
To wash these roads away
Let's get off track and wander far
Same roads lead to same destinations 
Follow nothing but your heart
We're talking in our sleep 
And sleeping through our lives
We dream of the places where we never die
We step from our shadows and into the light 

Are we not good enough?
Are we not brave enough?
Is the violence in our nature
just the image of our maker?
Are we not good enough?
Are we not brave enough?
To become something greater
Than the violence in our nature?
Are we not good enough?
Are we not brave enough?
Are we not good, good enough?
Or was it all a dream?


Ani slovo Tervo, nebo z tebe udělám Baby Tervu!

:D

(Groot si momentálně prochází pubertou, tak uvidíme, jak ho to ovlivní :o...)




Když si holky hrajou (tak občas i nezlobí). Neb najdi tři rozdíly...