Big Wheel
by Nya
The big wheel keeps on turning
Life is not predetermined
It runs in cycles like a beat badly looped
The big wheel keeps on turning and turning
Always turning into something new
Every morning i’m surprised to feel the sun rise
Even when it drowns in cotton cloudy springtides
Cuz lately i’ve been dreaming each day was just another night in disguise
And that I was wandering off into starless skies
All i perceived in the darkness was the sparkle of heartless eyes
And the harder i tried to see, the more i lost my sight
Then this morning i woke up blind with sunshine
And the strange beauty of being numb sometimes
I don’t feel happy nor sad nor the two of them combined
Just alive and well wishing it will last a long time
I might not know what tomorrow brings
But my newly-fledged heart’s already flying on tomorrow’s wings
Because the kids of today will surely be tomorrow’s kings
And the beautifullest sounds are coming out of hollow things
Listen

“I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.”
Vladimir Nabokov

Stiu ca n-ai cum sa citesti chestiile astea, dar... imi e dor de tine.
Stiai ca am un numar de telefon fictiv la care-ti trimit mesaje? Nu ajung nicaieri si sistemul de la Vodafone ma agaseaza pana le sterg din outbox, asa ca nici eu nu le mai pot pastra. Dar sunt toate la fel. Repet aceleasi lucruri pe care ti le-am mai zis de sute de ori.

I wish I could read yours again.