She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere/
Times are changing, songs are switching. This time i am not taking midnight train. I‘m taking almost midnight plane, goining, let‘s just call it – somewhere. To the place I have never been. To the place, I can count on my on hand fingers, people I know went. To the land down under. Under the equartor. To experience the different lights and different stars. I am going to Chile.
There‘s just not going to be a city boy, born and raised in Detroit. It‘s just, once again, going to be me and Steffany, going to explore different culture, learn different things, meet different people and live... different life.
/In any other world
You could tell the difference
And let it all unfurl
Into broken remnants
Smile like you mean it
And let yourself let go
Cos it's all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
Take a bow, play the part of a lonely lonely heart
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
To the world you thought you lived in/
Once again, I am going away. Leaving the place. Leaving the world, where I thought I lived in. Maybe it will be worse, or maybe it will be better, who knows? However it turns out, it will be so much worth it, I could cry my eyes out. I‘m living now. Even if you plan tomorrow.
I found a song that touched me to the core, gave me memories that aches my heart and gives me smile that only You [yes, You] were able to bring. I am colorblind.
/I am color...blind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am
taffy stuck, tongue tied
Stuttered shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding
I am
colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am.... fine
I am fine/
Off Topic
If love was a desease, I should have arrest of the bed. Well, what can you say, since Love is a blind whore with mental disease and no sense of humour.
They are thinking of closing my old casino. The same old casino on the edge of the world. But I can‘t let it happen. Sure it would be nice and slow, easy and comfortable. But I cannot give up on poker. I have to keep on betting. I have to win my heart back. And I have to loose it again. And I have to win. And I have to keep on gambling.
Hi, You know my name and I am a gambler.
.The perfect love. If you promised to be my building, I would be your awry stick-man.
P.S. Can I be completely honest with You? This is exactly what I am afraid of. Do I need to mention my sixth sense hardly ever lies?
There you are
Lookin' just the same as you did,
<.....>
Do you love him
as much as I love her
And will that love be strong
When old feelings start to stir
Looks like we made it
Left each other on the way,
To another love
Looks like we made it
<...>
Love's so strange
<....>
Could I ever let you go
Oh, no...we made it
Left each other, on the way
To another love
Looks like we made it
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