06 мая, 2009

Zebras crosing the street.

Leaving the whole week behind
Stop the trouble, open your mind
Is it the life you want to live?
Clear up your mind, zebras crossing the street.






















Loosing control, everything is in your hand
Running around, down the street
Buying some frozen food, put it in a fridge
Turn up the music louder...

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