We’re gonna build something this summer!
We’ll put it back together
Raise up a giant ladder
With love and trust and friends and hammers
Keep pushin’ ’til it’s understood and these badlands start treating us good!
…the poets down here don’t write nothing at all…
Osobni izbor najdražih Bossovih pisama. Ni manje ni više.
autor: DonTravolta, 18/02/2022
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Mi plačemo iza tamnih naočara
‘Cause when the city drops into the night
Before the darkness there’s one moment of light
When everything seems clear
The other side, it seems so near
Punk songs, I thought that they were different
I thought that they could end
No, no it was a deception
The number of tears and the number of beers
Were dried out and uncounted for a number of years
We’re the people that we wanted to know and we’re the places that we wanted to go
I call for the captain sayin’, “I gotta go home!”
I call for the captain sayin’, “I wanna go home”
Them good days are gone
