It’s really waky, makes you wanna get up and move…
Listen to it twice… and you won’t get that tune out of your head for a while
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Autumn song
Wear your eyes as dark as night
Paint your face with what you like
Wear your love like it is made of hate
Born to destroy and born to create
Now baby, what’ve you done to your hair?
Is it just the same time of year
When you think that you don’t really care?
Now baby, what have you done to your hair?
Done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, hair!
So when you hear this autumn song
Clear your heads and get ready to run
So when you hear this autumn song
Remember the best times are yet to come
Now baby, what’ve you done to your hair?
Is it just the same time of year
When you think that you don’t really care?
Now baby, what have you done to your hair?
Wear your eyes as dark as night
Paint your face with what you like
Wear your love like it is made of hate
Born to destroy and born to create
Born to create, born to create, born to create, born to create
So when you hear this autumn song
Clear your heads and get ready to run
So when you hear this autumn song
Remember the best times are yet to come
So wear your hair in bunches
And your jacket loose
So when you hear this autumn song
Clear your heads and get ready to run
So when you hear this autumn song
Clear your heads and get ready to run
So when you hear this autumn song
Remember the best times are yet to come
Private emotion
Every endless night has a dawning day
Every darkest sky has a shining ray
And it shines on you baby can’t you see
You’re the only one who can shine for me
It’s a private emotion that fills you tonight
And a silence falls between us
As the shadows steal the light
And wherever you may find it
Wherever it may lead
Let your private emotion come to me
Come to me
When your soul is tired and your heart is weak
Do you think of love as one way street
Well it runs both ways, open up your eyes
Can’t you see me here, how can you deny
Every endless night has a dawning day
Every darkest sky has a shining ray
It takes a lot to laugh as your tears go by
But you can find me here till your tears run dry
It’s a private emotion that fills you tonight
And a silence falls between us
As the shadows steal the light
And wherever you may find it
Wherever it may lead
Let your private emotion come to me
One step too far
You can sleep forever
But still you will be tired
You can stay as cold as stone
But still you won’t find peace
With you I feel I’m the meek leading the blind
With you I feel I’m just spending wasting time
I’ve been waiting
I’m still waiting
I’ve been waiting
I’ve been waiting
I’ve been waiting
I’m still waiting
I’m with you (with you)
Its always one step too far
One step too far
You can walk too far
But still you won’t be found
You can look down on the world
But still you won’t find love
You won’t find love
Only with mellow
Are you thin enough to slide through.
If the sun or the moon should give way to doubt,
They would immediately go out.
One swallow don’t make a summer,
But tomorrow has to start somewhere.
Only with mellow
Are you thin enough to slide through.
Only with mellow
Are you thin enough to slide through.
Don’t Let nothing ride you
Only with mellow
Are you thin enough to slide through.
Don’t Let nothing ride you
One swallow don’t make a summer.
I’ve been waiting
I’m still waiting
I’ve been waiting
I’ve been waiting
I’ve been waiting
I’m still waiting
I’m with you (with you)
It’s always one step too far
One step too far
Just shine, shine, shine
A very close and personal LIVE experience…
…one of the best from Keane
I don’t wanna be adored
Don’t wanna be first in line
Or make myself heard
I’d like to bring a little light
To shine a light on your life
To make you feel loved
No, don’t wanna be the only one you know
I wanna be the place you call home
I lay myself down
To make it so, but you don’t want to know
I give much more
Than I’d ever ask for
Will you see me in the end
Or is it just a waste of time
Trying to be your friend
Just shine, shine, shine
Shine a little light
Shine a light on my life
And warm me up again
Fool, I wonder if you know yourself at all
You know that it could be so simple
I lay myself down
To make it so, but you don’t want to know
You take much more
Than I’d ever ask for
Say a word or two to brighten my day
Do you think that you could see your way
To lay yourself down
And make it so, but you don’t want to know
You take much more
Than I’d ever ask for
Annie let’s not wait
I found something crying; it was my soul
i fed it milk so it wouldn’t grow old
we crossed the borderline at dawn
and woke up in a field of corn
my father told me i was late
i better start oiling the gate
said that those that rush will fall
but i don’t want to wait for waves
i don’t want to wait at all
annie, let’s not wait
let’s cross the river now
we could sit for years
staring at our fears
oh they’re such pretty things
they’re so cute
but our dreams are all we really need
to grow
i found something dying; it was my light
it had resigned itself to night
so i threw it out a fishing line
and said catch your will and then catch mine
annie, let’s not wait
let’s cross the river now
we could sit for years
staring at our fears
oh they’re such pretty things
they’re so cute
but in the end they’re just a suit
oh annie let’s not wait
time’s not on our side
well it never was
you know that deep inside
oh just look at you
with your ruffled hair
oh i love you
and that’s all you need to know
annie annie
slow down…
This is my last post for a while… I’m going to Amsterdam…
still…you can track my traces here if you feel like it!
Viva La Vida
VIVA LA VIDA
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
And if you tolerate this…
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascistsBullets for your brain today
But we’ll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I’m a pacifist
I’ve walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
FASCINATION …
So RETRO-CHIC it almost tastes SWEET
Easy living,
Killed the young dudes,
In the high boots
Teenage,
In the pace age,
That’s when love burns,
Now it’s your turn.
Fascination
Fascination
It’s just the way we feel.
Fascination
Fascination
It’s just the way we feel. (yeah)
We love this exaltation (woh oh, o-o-oh)
We want the new temptations (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)
It’s like a revelation (woh oh, o-o-oh)
We live on fascination.
Passion,
Is our passion,
In the moonlight,
On a joyride
Easy living,
Killed the young dudes,
In the high boots. (oh yeah)
Peter, Bjorn & John – Young Folks
if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me
i did before and had my share
it didn’t lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn’t matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about our own folks
talkin’ ’bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one would surprise me unless you do
i can tell there’s something goin’ on
hours seem to disappear
everyone is leaving i’m still with you
it doesn’t matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about our own folks
talkin’ ’bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about our own folks
talkin’ ’bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
