About Vanessa Romanov
Waste (Pace)
You and I were stuck at a pace
Talking about our salad days
What a damn lie
You and I were stuck like glue
Ain’t that the fucking truth
Darlin’ bye bye
You could turn into a mountain that we all climb on
All this weight you’ve been carrying around
Maybe one day, you’ll find your way
Climbing in and out of your grave
Becoming a disgrace to yourself
Can’t be free like a dove
And slipping away from love
Every night you were crying out loud
And in the morning you would come undone
It’s breaking your heart, you’re falling apart
Don’t lose hope my love
But this is the last one.
Every night your brain would overflow
It’s gonna feel so good to let it all go
But it’s all in your head, your race has run
Don’t give up my love
For it may not be the last one
You are not alone...
Apollo v Aristotle
Apollo v Aristotle
An unconditional battle
Who is more likely to win?
You may say a God but hold up!
Apollo is the God of music and poetry
Who made his lovers fall to their feet
He isn’t as strategic as his counterpart
Aristotle, you say, is just a man
Yes, he is a man, but what a man!
Generations view him as a great teacher
Who invests his time into great leaders
This isn’t a God v Mortal conflict
But the conflict that features in a storyteller’s head
Blue & Green
When Blue met up with Green
The ground turned to teal
Hearts were starting to heal
Hands were waiting to feel
Blue was walking by
When he spotted Green drinking tea in a garden
While sitting in the sun
In the middle of the summer
He said she was beautiful
Like he’s never seen before
And her smile made him stay for a while
In the middle of summer
Everything melted together
Everything was pristine
The day Blue met Green
They were just hanging out
And they fell in love
But they couldn’t be together
So they just stayed friends
Bosnia
Three worlds clashed
To rule a country
War and Famine arose
Despite the poverty
Let’s go and visit Sarajevo.
And watch the bombs explode
Hold my hand as we turn to dust
And I’ll see you on the other side
Let’s all go and meet our maker
Doesn’t matter what you are
If we three cannot live together peacefully
We have at least have to be respectfully
There is still a lot of hostility
And the country is still divided
If there’s one thing that I’ve learned from history
Don’t let a minority be power-hungry