Freitag, 21. Oktober 2011
Mittwoch, 19. Oktober 2011
zu viel.
zu viel. zu viel. zuviel. zu viel.
irgendwie wird mir das grade alles viel zu viel.
mental kaputt.
pysisch kaputt dank arbeit.
schreiben.
kopf zerbrechen.
organisieren.
in kürzester zeit.
keiner da zum anlehnen.
sehnsucht.
zu viel.
einfach zu viel für mich grade.
aber es MUSS gemacht werden.
bis übermorgen.
es ist einfach zu viel!
Mittwoch, 12. Oktober 2011
sammelsorium
klitzekleines fotosammelsorium der letzen jahre.
warum?
weil ich da einfach bock drauf habe.
Freitag, 30. September 2011
kaua'i
man wird wahrscheinlich nie die möglichkeit haben so etwas schönes in real zu sehen.
viel zu traurig.
Dienstag, 27. September 2011
Sonntag, 11. September 2011
lovesong for bobby long.
ich habe einen musiker gefunden.
einfach nur großartig.
mit ihm hab ich glaube ich mein beerdigungslied gefunden.
Heaven is a place where people die pretty
Skies don't lie and there's cash in the kitty
Running from the rocks, there's water for the lips
To ease your mouth and bathe your fist
There's no need for trouble when the roads are down
Nobody's out of work cause the mine's in town
The circus has been here twice already
My throwing arm is good and my heart is steady
I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in a Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in a Autumn field
In a Autumn field
Tell my mama not to worry
The food is sweet and the weather's been sunny
And I'm well known here round about
The local pick pocket is a lay-about
Tell my daddio there's no need for washing
They do it in your sleep when you're not watching
I've already had the neighbors here
Johnny Cash came around and we split a beer
I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in a Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in a Autumn field
In a Autumn field
The girls up here sure look swell
They sing like birds
I hear it's nothing like hell
The local priest says there's no need for cheatin'
The local wags call it meetin' and a-greetin'
I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in a Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in a Autumn field
Skies don't lie and there's cash in the kitty
Running from the rocks, there's water for the lips
To ease your mouth and bathe your fist
There's no need for trouble when the roads are down
Nobody's out of work cause the mine's in town
The circus has been here twice already
My throwing arm is good and my heart is steady
I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in a Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in a Autumn field
In a Autumn field
Tell my mama not to worry
The food is sweet and the weather's been sunny
And I'm well known here round about
The local pick pocket is a lay-about
Tell my daddio there's no need for washing
They do it in your sleep when you're not watching
I've already had the neighbors here
Johnny Cash came around and we split a beer
I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in a Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in a Autumn field
In a Autumn field
The girls up here sure look swell
They sing like birds
I hear it's nothing like hell
The local priest says there's no need for cheatin'
The local wags call it meetin' and a-greetin'
I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
And I'll rest my hat in a Autumn field
And I'll hang my hat in a Autumn field
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