Pridružen/a: pon nov 16, 2009 6:37 pm Postovi: 104
Kad smo vec kod Mostar Sevdah Reunion, njihova dvojica gitarista - Miso Petrovic i Sandi Durakovic - imaju solo album koji se zove "The Old Brigde Two", a oni nastupaju kao duo The Old Bridge. Album je sjajan. (*****) Evo prve stvari sa tog albuma: Summer in Mostar
Pridružen/a: sub apr 11, 2009 9:25 pm Postovi: 969
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Kad smo vec kod Mostar Sevdah Reunion, njihova dvojica gitarista - Miso Petrovic i Sandi Durakovic - imaju solo album koji se zove "The Old Brigde Two", a oni nastupaju kao duo The Old Bridge. Album je sjajan. (*****) Evo prve stvari sa tog albuma: Summer in Mostar
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Pridružen/a: sub feb 16, 2008 9:03 pm Postovi: 354 Lokacija: tu
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Out at the train tracks I dream of escape But a song comes onto my iPod And I realize it's getting late
I can't take the staring And the sympathy And I don't like the questions, "How do you feel? How's it going in school? Do you want to talk about it?"
Way out, way out of here Fade out, fade out, vanish
And I'm trying to forget you And I know that I will In a thousand years Or maybe a week
Burn all your pictures Cut out your face The shutters are down And the curtains are closed And I've covered my tracks Disposed of the car
And I'm trying to forget Even your name And the way that you look When you're sleeping, dreaming of this
Way out, way out of here Fade out, fade out, vanish
Way out, way out of here Fade out, fade out, vanish
brav, porcupine tree - odličan bend
Now... Is the time... To answer why?
All around I see the face Of the ones with broken hearts Why such despair in the world Where would you like me to start Earth is burning as it turns Global warming has occured Still we pump out gas and oil And blame it on the whipping boys
We are running out of time I am not your whipping boy Of the words I could say i'll just state the facts We will no longer sit back
Officials wearing suits and masks People dying for no gain Decisions made behind a desk Governments have got no shame Need the people to revolt Now the time to take a hold They will lead us to our death And put the blame on someone else We are running out of time I am not your whipping boy Of the words I could say i'll just state the facts We will no longer sit back
Feel my words of rage My agony reflects On the years we've spent in Silence while we're sitting on the fence
I'll put pen to paper, read! My words won't be ignored i'll be heard Like talking into the ears of the deaf So i'll issue a statement of war Now youcan take my anger, take my rage I'll force it in your face
Feel my words of rage My agony reflects On ythe years we've spent in Sience while we're sitting on the fence