oh
what a beautiful state we are in
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation
This world can seem cool and grey But you and I are here today And we won’t fade into darkness No, we won’t fade into darkness Nothing to fear but fear itself We’ll be okay just keep the faith
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
…
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
Oh baby, I hear how you spend night time
Wrapped like candy in a blue-blue neon glow
Fade away and radiate
Fade away and radiate
Winter has never left
When I was younger I believed that dreams came true Now I wonder Cause’ I’ve seen much more dark skies than blue Now I wonder I keep on praying for a blue sky I keep on searching through the rain I keep on thinking of the good times  Will they ever come again And I wonder…
Этот парень был из тех, кто просто любит жизнь Любит праздники и громкий смех, пыль дорог и ветра свист Он был везде и всегда своим Влюблял в себя целый свет И гнал свой байк, а не лимузин Таких друзей больше нет… Мой друг давал команду братьям Вверх поднимая кулак
Ты - летящий вдаль, вдаль ангел
Солнце мое - взгляни на меня, Моя ладонь превратилась в кулак, И если есть порох - дай огня. Вот так…
'God knows he’s perfect and we’re not and we can never be but he expects us to be, and he punishes us if we’re not. God is the ultimate gangster. The supremo boss, you know what I mean? Forgiveness, live by his code. Deadness, if we don’t.'
So if you never come to me You’ll stay a distant memory Out my window I see lights going dark …I don’t miss you at all
Ray Ray Ray raise me up
Ray Ray Ray raise me up
Protect me from what I want
“I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance, carefully monitoring the person’s attitude so that they wouldn’t get any closer. I didn’t easily swallow what other people told me. 
—    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
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