петък, 15 май 2009 г.

The man who isn't there...

Look at the sky
It belong to a guy
That I know
And I thought I forgot
Long ago

Look at the trees
Don't stop at the top
Not for him
Used to borrow the wind
For a walk

Look in his eyes for a dying flare
Look for the wind in his yellow hair
And pretend you
See the man who
Isn't there...

Oren Lavie

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