lørdag 21. februar 2009
simple twist of fate
As the evening sky grew dark,
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones.
'Twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate.
.....
He woke up, the room was bare
He didn't see her anywhere.
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide,
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate.
.....
People tell me it's a sin
To know and feel too much within.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late
Blame it on a simple twist of fate
Helsing Bob Dylan
torsdag 19. februar 2009
fake plastic trees
då er det fint med sånne folk som det går an å henge med. HEILE tiden. eg må sei eg er glad eg har funne nåken sånne. for eg treng folk rundt meg. ofte. masse. gjerne heile tiden. sånn har eg ikkje alltid vore. men sånn er eg no. eg har alltid likt å være aleine. plutselig har eg fått veldig nok av det. plutselig vil eg helst prate, sitte atmed, ete ilag med, sove ilag med, gå på butikken ilag med.
sånn er eg no.
og eg veit ikkje ke som er verst. å være ensom, eller å være innpåsliten. jo. ensom er nok hakket verre.
tirsdag 17. februar 2009
osv.
Eric Hutchinson - Rock N Roll
Adele - Hometown Glory
Mannequin - Katy Perry
Lost - Katy Perry
I can't stay - Killers
I want candy - Bow Wow Wow
Hey Jude - Beatles
Let it loose - Stones
Hide your love away - Oasis
In between days - The Cure
Geraldine - Glasvegas
...sånn e det med den saken.
torsdag 12. februar 2009
perfect combo
eit døme kjem her. teksten er fantastisk banal og klisje. MEN av og til...aaav og til...så er det akkurat sånt som skal til. eg smelta for denna sangen. og adele generelt. GOOSEbumpies. love!
...den er egentlig litt trist den sangen her, men på ein merkelig måte mest fin og søt :)
When the rainIs blowing in your faceAnd the whole worldIs on your caseI could offer youA warm embraceTo make you feel my loveWhen the evening shadowsAnd the stars appearAnd there is no one thereTo dry your tearsI could hold youFor a million yearsTo make you feel my loveI know youHaven't madeYour mind up yetBut I would neverDo you wrongI've known itFrom the momentThat we metNo doubt in my mindWhere you belongI'd go hungryI'd go black and blueI'd go crawlingDown the avenueNo, there's nothingThat I wouldn't doTo make you feel my loveThe storms are ragingOn the rolling seaAnd on the highway of regretThough winds of changeAre throwing wild and freeYou ain't seen nothingLike me yetI could make you happyMake your dreams come trueNothing that I wouldn't doGo to the endsOf the Earth for youTo make you feel my love
(og ja, det e meiningen at teksten skal stå i ei klynge, fordi eg likar ord i klynger. spesielt fine ord.)
det skal sjølvsagt nevnast at bob dylan sin versjon også er riktig fin :)
tirsdag 10. februar 2009
jane austen
akkurat no les eg fornuft og følelser. og eg e fullstendig oppslukt. høyr berre her:
"Menneskekjærlighet som viser seg i handling, er beundringsverdig (...), men enhver følelsesimpuls bør styres av fornuft, og etter min mening bør anstrengelsen stå i forhold til behovet."
mmmmmhm. i'm tellin you ;)
mandag 9. februar 2009
makeover
fredag 6. februar 2009
søndag 1. februar 2009
my heart
if you see her, say hello
If you see her say hello she might be in TangierShe left here last early spring is living there I hearSay for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slowShe might think that I've forgotten her don't tell her it isn't so.We had a falling-out like lovers often willAnd to think of how she left that night it still brings me a chillAnd though our separation it pierced me to the heartShe still lives inside of me we've never been apart.If you get close to her kiss her once for meI always have respected her for doing what she did and getting freeOh whatever makes her happy I won't stay in the wayThough the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stayI see a lot of people as I make the roundsAnd I hear her name here and there as I go from town to townAnd I've never gotten used to it I've just learned to turn it offEither I'm too sensitive or else I'm getting soft.Sundown yellow moon I replay the pastI know every scene by heart they all went by so fastIf she's passing back this way I'm not that hard to findTell her she can look me up if she's got the time.