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Sleep
چهارشنبه 1 شهریور 1385 03:15
I need to sleep It’s been a whole week Night time, gruelling, just time to waste Heights they kill me, leave scarring on my face Cos’ I never, ever, ever fall into sleep? And I’ve never ever ever felt so weak Cos’ tears keep falling into my pool Bright lights driving right into me cold My bones keep breaking Tearing...
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In My Time Of Need
دوشنبه 4 اردیبهشت 1385 00:06
I can't see the mea ning of this life I'm lea ding I try to for get you as you for got me .... Summer is miles and miles away And no one would ask me to stay And I should contemplate this change To ease the pain And I should step out of the rain turn away Close to en ding it all I am drif ting through the sta ges Of...
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The Baying Of The Hounds
جمعه 21 بهمن 1384 23:47
I hear the baying of the hounds In the distance, I hear them devouring Pest ridden jackals of the earth Diabolical beasts and roaming the forests In wait and constant protectors Calling you to sit by his side Your self loathing image in his flesh A revelation upon which you linger His words are flies Swarming towards...
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Arriving Somewhere but not Here
پنج‌شنبه 5 آبان 1384 18:35
Never stop the car on a drive in the dark Never look for the truth in your mother's eyes Never trust the sound of rain upon a river rushing through your ears Arriving somewhere but not here Did you imagine the final sound as a gun? Or the shattered windows of a car? Did you ever imagine the last thing you'd hear as...
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سه‌شنبه 6 بهمن 1383 14:55
Nine Cats The butterfly sailed on the breeze Past a field of barbed wire trees Where golden dragons chased around Pampered poppies on the ground Two silver trout sat way on high And watched a royal samurai Plant two black orchids in a box And strap it to a laughing fox A minstrel bought a crooked spoon He gave it to a...
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یکشنبه 22 آذر 1383 15:40
The Blue Lotus Under the darkened, Ancient oak Gentle in the nights breeze I stop and stare, rest a while With hands upon my knees Through jaded leaves, bush and scrub I spy my journeys end Black it looms, silent gloom The castle called Avend On I trot, past forest eyes Past horrors of the night Through the dark, I...
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جمعه 24 مهر 1383 17:35
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
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شنبه 14 شهریور 1383 15:16
Nothing Gonna Change The World Nothin' Gonna Change
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شنبه 31 مرداد 1383 15:06
Under The Weeping Moon Once again I've cried Unto the moon That burning flame That has guided me Through all these years The lake from which you flow With eyes of fire Once unlit but now alive This energy, sparkling Like a morning star The morning star Riding the fires of The northern gold I've searched the eye I...
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جمعه 16 مرداد 1383 15:18
There is a voice calling for me There is a light coming down on me There is a doubt that is clearing There is a day that is dawning There is a wound that is healing There is a season waiting for me There is a road that is turning There is a fire still burning A sickness in me Constant pace towards the end The need is...
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جمعه 26 تیر 1383 15:30
Stop Swimming This song leaks out onto the pavement It could be a joke, it could be a statement The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care The more you can read in to what isn't there Maybe it's time to stop swimming Maybe it's time to find out where I'm at What I should do and where I should be But no-one will...
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پنج‌شنبه 18 تیر 1383 23:52
(یادم رفته بود بگم یه مدت نمینویسم) Death Whispered A Lullaby Out on the road there are fireflies circling Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide Over the hill there are men returning Trying to find some peace of mind Sleep my child Under the fog there are shadows moving Don't be afraid, hold my hand Into the...
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کل کله شاعران
شنبه 6 دی 1382 14:52
حافظ شیرازی: اگر آن ترک شیرازی بدست آرد دل ما را بخال هندویش ببخشم سمرقند و بخارا را صائب تبریزی: وگر آن ترک شیرازی بدست آرد دل ما را بخال هندویش ببخشم سر و دست و تن و پا را وگر کس چیز میبخشد از آن خویش میبخشد نه چون حافظ که می بخشدسمرقند و بخارا را استاد شهریار: وگر آن ترک شیرازی بدست آرد دل ما را بخال هندویش ببخشم...
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حالم خیلیییییییی گرفتس
جمعه 5 دی 1382 13:40
in space the stars are no nearer they just glitter like a morgue and i dreamed i was a spaceman burned like a moth in a flame and our world was so fu**ing gone all my stitches itch my prescriptions low, i wish you were queen just for today in a world so white what else could i say? and hell was so cold all the vases...
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شنبه 29 آذر 1382 20:07
fekr mikardam asr aye jomE hal girie emrooz didam na, asr e akharin rooze tatilate akhare hafte halgirie emroozam jozee az akhare hafteye ghabl mishe dige ... (chon ta'tile)