November 22, 2005 | Category: Versa | No Comments »

Take a gun
Or how you say
That’s no way
To behave

But just as long you need the gear
So sing a song that doesn’t sin
It grows
Hey, you know

Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls
Are we the last to get away
To some another day
Or do we know
Well we know
Doesn’t seem to be complete
Are we

Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls

Get up, get up, get up, get up….

- Gorillaz - last living souls.

November 13, 2005 | Category: Versa | No Comments »

Busy with very urgent jobs
I forgot
one also has
to die

irresponsible
I kept neglecting that duty
or performed it
perfunctorily

as from tomorrow
things will be different

I’ll start dying meticulously
wisely optimistically
without wasting time

- Tadeusz Rozeewicz.

November 7, 2005 | Category: Versa | No Comments »

We passed upon the stair, spoke of was and when
Although I wasn’t there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form or land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare, we walked a million hills
I must have died alone, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
I never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world