man wird wahrscheinlich nie die möglichkeit haben so etwas schönes in real zu sehen.
viel zu traurig.
Freitag, 30. September 2011
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
Freitag, 19. August 2011
lieben.
es ist grandios.
ein grandioser kleiner film.
aber diese vorstellung.
die vorstellung einen menschen so zu verlieren.
ihn nie wieder zu sehen.
nie mehr.
das stimmt mich unendlich traurig.
eine maßlose traurigkeit.
die nicht in worte zu fassen sind.
dafür liebe. lebe. fühle.
ich einfach zu gerne.
Donnerstag, 18. August 2011
träumen.
"Diese beiden Frauen sind aus einem Märchenbuch herausgeklettert, einfach nur deshalb, um in der künstlichen Glitzerwelt der Musikszene, ganz mutig eine kleine Kerze für die Kunst anzuzünden. Das mag hoffnungslos erscheinen, aber irgendwie … irgendwie strahlt dieses kleine flackernde Licht heller, als diese vielen Scheinwerfer, in deren gleißendem Licht so viele verbrennen."
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