Od Zemlje nije mnogo ostalo vekovi ratova i gladi sedamo u poslednje što imamo letelicu za nas dvoje idemo u svetove nove da stvorimo čoveka budućnosti koji će razumeti sebe ovaj sve uništi pustahija glupošću hranjen vekovima neka se…

Počivaj u miru ćale, ono kroz šta si prošao, nije bio život. danas, juče, sutra pre 50 godina sutra, danas, juče pre sto godina kad izađem ili uđem gde sam i ko ste vi sećam se pa zaboravim

Kad sunce zalazi, pusti ovu pesmu... opet će izaći

Na ramenu glava tebi ne treba ako njome tuđom pameću misliš spremam njeno slanje za Carigrad da tamo stoji, odakle pamet dolazi jer šta će ona nama da govori kako da živimo leta svoja kratka nek ide na izvor priče zloslutne što razdeli…

So ... While we were picking out names to call our little band to compete with the big boys next summer the name "Prison House Band" came up. After a few laughs it was voted down abruptly but it stirred something inside. Here is my first jail…

I love this tune. Listen to the original here: https://alonetone.com/jaronchilds/tracks/gulf-of-mexico

The winds blow hard against my windowsill A howling voice that never stays still Leaves like whispers scatter and fall I sit and listen to the quiet brawl Against my windowsill The world fights back Against my windowsill The night turns…

The sand remember where we stood last June Salt on our lips under the silver moon Your laugh was a spark, it lit the dark, it did I see shadows where we danced before Every wave is a whisper, every breeze adore The summer nights will return…