when the summer turned to spring

we spend our days together
hiding far from everything
we knew it was over
when the summer turned to spring

and all the words we said
all the time we spent
does it mean nothing?
does it mean nothing?

moby • jltf

my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder

it's never over
my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
it's never over
all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her
it's never over
all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
it's never over
she's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever

jeff buckley • lover, you should've come over

avessi un giorno o due l'eternità della tua immagine nervosa

baustelle • en

sleep will not come to this tired body now

smashing pumpkins • in the arms of sleep

fitz

il merlo del marz

amara sfinge

l'aria immobile
la canzone memorabile.

baustelle · l'estate enigmistica

faccine da treno

il capo.

ho sentito un frush, ma era il cuscino sul mio viso... c'era un tuo capello nero morto ucciso

il genio · applique

stranger strange, though the earth be an anvil, I'm not waiting for the hammer to fall, I'm not waiting for anything at all.

augie march · stranger strange