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Saturday, January 14, 2012
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Monday, October 17, 2011
House With no Door - Life for Sale
There's a house with no door and I'm living there
at nights it gets so cold and the days are hard to bear inside.
There's a house with no roof, so the rain creeps in,
falling through my head as I try to think out time
I don't know you, you say you know me, there's so much that I am unsure of ...
There's a house with no bell, but then nobody calls;
I sometimes find it hard to tell if any are alive at all outside...
There's a house with no sound; yes, it's quiet there, there's not much point in words if there's no-one to share in time.
I've learned my lines, I am ready to tell whoever will finally come in
There's a house with no door
and there's no living there: one day it became a wall well I didn't really care at the time.
There's a house with no light,
all the windows are sealed,
overtaxed and strained NOW NOTHING IS REVEALED BUT TIME
There's a house with no door and I'm living there
at nights it gets so cold
and the days are hard to bear inside.
There's a house with no roof, so the rain creeps in,
falling through my head as I try to think out time.
I don't know you, you say you know me,
that may be so,
there's so much that I am unsure of ...
You call my name, but it sounds unreal,
I forget how I feel, my body's rejecting the cure.
There's a house with no bell, but then nobody calls;
I sometimes find it hard to tell
if any are alive at all outside.
There's a house with no sound; yes, it's quiet there
there's not much point in words
if there's no-one to share in time.
I've learned my lines, I know them so well,
I am ready to tell
whoever will finally come in
Of the line in my mind that's cold in the night,
it doesn't seem right
when there's that little dark figure running ...
There's a house with no door
and there's no living there:
one day it became a wall ...
well I didn't really care at the time.
There's a house with no light,
all the windows are sealed,
overtaxed and strained NOW NOTHING IS REVEALED BUT TIME
I don't know you, you say you know me,
that may be so,
there's so much that I am unsure of ...
You call my name, but it sounds unreal,
I forget how I feel,
my body's rejecting the cure .....
Won't somebody help me ......?
Van Der Graaf Generator » House With No Door Lyrics
Photographs were taken in BUCHAREST & TIMISOARA
and reveals my feelings about cities.
The first one is outside the box.(from Thasos)
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Friday, October 14, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
If I Rise - Summer Thoughts
In your life, you're mad
In your car, you're sad
In your car, you're sad
Oh, you're taller now I've found
Hold your fire course
Oh, you're fallen out
Go and sow your courses
If I rise, they are on my drive
If I believe, it's more than it is
More than it is
If I rise, one more chance
All our dreams, more than this
Oh, you're taller now I've found
Hold your fire course
Oh, you're fallen out
Go and sow your courses
If I thought I wanted more
Get the life more
Just one more call
Though I've never lost
Believe I don't care
Never again
If I believe, there's more than this
Any more than this
If I Rise by Dido and A.R. Rahman, Music Lyrics
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
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