Me, myself and I...
Wondering in our space. Caring about, and hurt in my deep soul by the wind blow of their whispers.
Is there anybody out there, i would be one of them.
I'm a wonder boy, looking at the stars with my feet on the ground.
I feel the universe around me, but i pray too much.
Now is it time for me to live and let die.
And time has come. Now ladies and gentleman i'm on my highway. Some may call it "Milkyway". Remember.
Be seeing you !
Days long gone
And lost hot nights
No crowded streets to walk tonight
Still the stars shine so bright
Don't need a coat I'll be alright
Then you walked into my life
Halo bright with dark brown eyes
Just standing in her light
Remembered love again that night
Bitter apple take a bite
(It's kind of wonderful)
Fallen star you're mine tonight
(Strange but beautiful)
Bitter apple take my life
(It's kind of wonderful)
If I close my eyes you're mine tonight
Tonight
We laughed so hard it caused some pain
Two strangers standing in the rain
We smoked our cigarettes
(It's kind of wonderful)
Exchanging our regrets
(Strange but beautiful)
dAVE gAHAN (Bitter Apple [Paper Monsters])
Me.
Me, as a form.
Which form would i have ? Surely the one you would give me, i guess.
Which one would you give me ?
As wrote Willy, that is the question...
Tell you this,
Too much concern about the form here.
I wish to let you know what it is inside, but the barrier of our social language and modern love, shape the form there and now.
Here is as you see me.
You saw me that night, lost in your usual minute of your life, waiting for something to end.
Tell you this,
I understood what was only a feeling, and transformed it into a real memory. Real by the purpose that it would creep in my mind.
And now and then, the shape is moving.
What a disagreement when you expect something and something else is happening. But learning to expect nothing is a good purpose for a lifetime. Short as it supposed to be.
Tell you this,
Did you ever go to somewhere you were never supposed to go to ?
Here is your stop.
Dave Gahan - Kingdom (official music video - album version)
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Let's dance put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance to the song
they're playin' on the radio
Let's sway
while color lights up your face
Let's sway
sway through the crowd to an empty space
Wii've done it.
Let's play.
Now and then we've start it, and we enjoyed it very much.
Each one of us going one way, like a big fireworks in the sky, colored, and boom boom, like an heart in a chest.
Have you seen the pictures ?
It shows it. As it is. Hallucination or there, just in front of us, but too much questions get in the jam.
Yes.
Everything goes... I'm happy to live now. I do not know if i already lived by the past. Who was i ?
But i'm happy to live now. This lifetime will, was, is, something i won't forget.
Nothing negative about those lines, i hope to live long, and old, very old... I just wanna breath everything i wish to embrace.
Seems so easy, so easy going, no ? Still asking i know.
But it's just a question of time.
And Every One knows how much Time is doing, so well.
Please excuse me for my Rush... My rush for You. Time was never a friend, i've always tried to avoid it, to push it away from me, i know some tricks for that...
I wanna breathe. I know some tricks for that...
Thank You. You.
Ah je brûle je brûle, les tentacules m'attrapant du fond des enfers
me donnent la cruelle sensation de marcher pieds nus sur du verre.
La bonté de ta main généreuse et parfaite qui me fait signe d'avancer,
me donne l'aimable sensation d'être à la vie de nouveau convié, convié.
A la table des convives, convives
Qu'on vive jusqu'Ã ce que repu l'on en meurt.
Tu m'invites à prendre ma place à partager le miel des honneurs de ton coeur.
Volontiers j'accepte le meilleur traitement
Que l'on réserve tout exclusivement
Aux invités le festin nu, qui fait les langues au soir se délier, se délier yeah
Oh je brûle je brûle de goûter à présent à tous ces nectars affolants,
dont le poison noir et pourpre fait battre indécent le sang des amants.
Ton baiser confiant m'appelle à tout autre destin adoré,
me donne l'aimable sensation d'être à la vie de nouveau convié, convié.
Convié yeah
A qu'y puis à qu'y puis je, la liqueur volatile je veux toute la partager,
à la table des poètes, des assassins, tout comme moi ici conviés.
Volontiers j'accepte le meilleur traitement
Que l'on réserve tout exclusivement
Aux invités le festin nu, qui fait les langues au soir se délier, se délier yeah
yeah yeah yeah...
Etienne Daho (L'invitation [L'invitation])
And now Ladies and Gentlemen...
Check out your heart and close your eyes.
It was always like this, since the beginning, ones searching for "Home", and only a few of us got out from the labyrinth disorder.
Now what ?...
How many nanoseconds in a day, are you in hamony with yourself ?
Take a stop watch and make the count.
Are you ready ? On your own marks; Go for yourself!
Hopefully we have rules, and be oneself, closest to what one feels and most of all, what one wants, is barely quiet difficult. Therefore, be truely in harmony with what one wants take some time to share.
Between "feelings", "things", "emotions", "impressions", I project from myself, combine to what i wish to project, and what i pray to touch, adding what i am, mixed to what i am not, and hiding by showing whatever escape from I, myself and i.
So me. Not mean. Meaning that some all the times... I want You to get me as i am and abuse of it. Because i can not be other than myself as far as i learn who i am, willing to get closer to Harmony.
It took some nanoseconds to let You know, a lifetime to share it... And sometimes i should learn to shut the F... UP!
We live in a materiel world... Means concrete.
I decided to follow my yellow line, and to cross it sometimes, visiting my nanoworlds, because i've always knew what i want, so now my boat is going to moor to the materiel world of my unconcrete life.
I sound expressly mysterious, but i'm not. There are no plans for anything, that's where is one of my weakness. I don't Play The Angel to present myself here... I have nothing to sell... Just Everything to share.
"I WANT TO BELIEVE"
And i do. I do want. I reached the end of something. Me.
I should try the Voight-Kampff test on me.
No matter what, there is a path to any ways. Just follow the lights in the sky, and listen carefully to the rustles of the wings...
Of course if You are blind, find an another way to see it.
But in time. Everything's Count.
No matter what.