BD sindroms.

Tik pat kā vienmēr pirms dziesmu ielieku pleijerī, izlasu lirikas and stuff ūn mēģinu saprast par ko viņa ir. Parasti izdodas.
Bet dažreiz, gadās tādi fenomeni, ka es saprotu, klausos viņu kādus mēnešus 2, un tad tikai pamanu īsto dziesmas būtību, ūn izrādās, ka maldījos pirms tam.. tā man bij ar šito.

There's a time when we try
To begin what is ending
If at first you don't succeed
Then we just end up pretending
If the dream isn't real
Is the lie worth defending?
Close your eyes, cover your ears
Shut your mouth

You can act na¯ve
But I know you're not stupid

You'll wake up when I walk out
Isn't that the way it plays?
The leaver leaves, the stayer stays
You wouldn't make a move, so I made mine
Isn't it a pity?
I wish you were really in it for life
I wish that you were in it for life

What you give is what you get
And what you got's now next to nothing
'Cause the life that you've accepted
Is the one that's least disruptive
Are you aware of the fact
That when I pull, there's no pulling back
You have half the mind, half the heart
Half the will

You can act na¯ve
But I know you're not stupid

You'll wake up when I walk out
Isn't that the way it plays?
The leaver leaves, the stayer stays
You wouldn't make a move, so I made mine
Isn't it a pity?
I wish you were really in it for life
I wish that you were in it for life

Some people talk like they can't hear
Some people walk but get nowhere
And when I'm done with the run I'm going on
I'm sure I'll be
Your biggest regret
You'll never forget

You'll wake up when I walk out
Isn't that the way it plays?
The leaver leaves, the stayer stays
You wouldn't make a move, so I made mine
Isn't it a pity?
I wish you were really in it for life
I wish that you were in it for life

Yeah you can run, but you can't hide
'Cause everything you're running from
Is locked inside
So let it the fuck out!

ūn šitas brīnums ne dziesma mani vakar nenormāli uzrunāja..

[Spoken:]
The music blared with a calming frequency.
The speakers gently seeped the sounds of ambient keyboards and light percussion,
creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive through curtains of blackness.
The windows were cold to the touch, reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity.
Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass, and streets with melted snow cascaded down its length.
The music pulsed louder, yet gentle, like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water.
The skyline was glowing faintly with vague hints of an impending dawn.
The car raced along a painfully straight stretch of road,
and she hadn’t so much as turned the steering wheel two degrees in the last twenty minutes,
nor had we spoken.

As we were, so perfect ,so happy.
They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that’s all they’ve seen.
Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned.
As we were, so perfect, so happy.

[Spoken:]
“Why are you doing this?” she spoke as if not expecting a response.
Her voice penetrated the still air of our speechless drive, so suddenly that my heart had jumped.
“I’m not doing anything,” I said, but I didn’t even believe that myself.
“This is what’s best, for me, for you, for us." Or maybe just for me, I thought,
as a tear formed in the pit of her eye. The music poured through the speakers
and we were losing ourselves in the cadence. She looked down momentarily and closed her eyes
for a bit longer than a standard blink. Then she was crying. Then she was shouting.
Then I was shouting, now pouring confessions, having no answers, or solutions,
we barely even knew the questions.

As we were, so perfect ,so happy.
They’ll remember, only our smiles 'cause that’s all they’ve seen.
Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned.
As we were, so perfect, so happy.

Don’t put me under ground, I was meant for a life somewhere else.
Please Love give me the wheel before both of our hearts you will steal tonight. (Will steal tonight.)

As we were, so perfect, so happy.
They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that’s all they’ve seen.
Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned.
As we were, so perfect, so happy.

[Spoken:]
Our cracking voices became part of the music.
The car pressed on faster through the night. As our voices lowered,
the cadence again overtook the air.
Up ahead there was a curve approaching.
She made no indications of slowing.



that's about it..