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- Nave pirmdiena
dusty lead above the city. air pollution is depressing people. someone tries not to fall asleep in supermarket. someone has died in this city, and someone has born to grow up as picture of new fear. at the moments i forget happiness is so close to me. soon it will be midnight and so many are still awake. someone copies, and someone invents. someone adores, and someone denies. someone is breathing. life ashes. too much life. people get intoxicated with carbon dioxide. people seek for faith, seek for identity. seek for chase to forget. someone feels happy, and someone doesn't feel anything at all. someone falls asleep silently. someone passes into nothingness. just like others. colors. moments. looks. words. touchs. thoughts. smiles. people.
- Saviour paranoia disco
(just) one kiss! desert landscape and few heavenly bodies. lone figure walking home. it's our saviour returning from work routine in gas station on road B620. searching for new pilate to end this walk. leak in his holy motor made him walk it again silently cursing general motors or even father. we wore out the sun and then came your turn.. he comes home and finds slick letter in mailbox inviting him to take part in some talk show. theme of the spot: another messiah. "dear son of joseph, would you please...?" we're searching for antoher redeemer to end this walk in valley of tears and misery.
- Slow Dance
have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round? or listened to the rain slapping on the ground? ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? or gazed at the sun into the fading night? you better slow down. don't dance so fast. time is short. the music won't last. do you run through each day on the fly? when you ask how are you? do you hear the reply? when the day is done do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? you'd better slow down. don't dance so fast. time is short. the music won't last. ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow? and in your haste, not see his sorrow? ever lost touch, let a good friendship die cause you never had time to call and say,"hi". when you run so fast to get somewhere you miss half the fun of getting there. when you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift, thrown away. life is not a race. do take it slower. hear the music before the song is over.