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Miles Davis - Milestones (Original) HQ 1958
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Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies Put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us We're half awake in a fake empire We're half awake in a fake empire Tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on Do our gay ballet on ice, bluebirds on our shoulders We're half awake in a fake empire We're half awake in a fake empire Turn the light out say goodnight, no thinking for a little while Let's not try to figure out everything at once It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky We're half awake in a fake empire We're half awake in a fake empire "Fake empire" By the National.
Well Papa go to bed now it's getting late Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now I'll be leaving in the morning from St. Mary's Gate We wouldn't change this thing even if we could somehow Cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us There's a darkness in this town that's got us too But they can't touch me now And you can't touch me now They ain't gonna do to me What I watched them do to you So say goodbye it's Independence Day It's Independence Day All down the line Just say goodbye it's Independence Day It's Independence Day this time Now I don't know what it always was with us We chose the words, and yeah, we drew the lines There was just no way this house could hold the two of us I guess that we were just too much of the same kind We
Photo by : simo34744 THE EVIL MONK by: Charles Baudelaire HE ancient cloisters on their lofty walls Had holy Truth in painted frescoes shown, And, seeing these, the pious in those halls Felt their cold, lone austereness less alone. At that time when Christ's seed flowered all around, More than one monk, forgotten in his hour, Taking for studio the burial ground, Glorified Death with simple faith and power. And my soul is a sepulchre where I, Ill cenobite, have spent eternity: On the vile cloister walls no pictures rise. O when may I cast off this weariness, And make the pageant of my old distress For these hands labour, pleasure for these eyes?
To my beautiful daughter SELMA JASMINE The Albatross Charles Baudelaire Often, to amuse themselves, the men of the crew Catch those great birds of the seas, the albatrosses, lazy companions of the voyage, who follow The ship that slips through bitter gulfs. Hardly have they put them on the deck, Than these kings of the skies, awkward and ashamed, Piteously let their great white wings Draggle like oars beside them. This winged traveler, how weak he becomes and slack! He who of late was so beautiful, how comical and ugly! Someone teases his beak with a branding iron, Another mimics, limping, the crippled flyer! The Poet is like the prince of the clouds, Haunting the tempest and laughing at the archer; Exiled on earth amongst the shouting people, His giant's wings hinder him from walking. — Translated by Geoffrey Wagner
Photo by : Majda .H Your hearts on the loose you rolled them sevens with nothing to lose and this ain't no place for the weary kind you called all your shots shooting a ball at the corner truck stop somehow this don't feel like home anymore and this ain't no place for the weary kind this ain't no place to lose your mind this ain't no place to fall behind pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try your body aches playin' your guitar sweatin' out the hay the days and the nights all feel the same the whiskey has been a thorn in your side it doesn't forgive the highway that carves your heart inside and this ain't no place for the weary kind this ain't no place to lose your mind this ain't no place to fall behind pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try your lovers one kiss is to damn far from your fingertips you are the man that ruined the world Your hearts on the loose you rolled them sevens with nothing to lose and this ain'
Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one " Imagine " By: John Lennon.
saint cloud.FL Photo by: simo34744 Don't believe the devil I don't believe his book But the truth is not the same Without the lies he made up. Don't believe in excess Success is to give Don't believe in riches But you should see where I live. I, I believe in love. Don't believe in forced entry Don't believe in rape But every time she passes by Wild thoughts escape. Don't believe in Death Row Skid row or the gangs. Don't believe in the Uzi It just went off in my hands. I, I believe in love. Don't believe in cocaine Got a speedball in my head I could cut and crack you open Did you hear what I said? Don't believe them when they tell me There ain't no cure. The rich stay healthy The sick stay poor. I, I believe in love. Don't believe in Goldman His type like a curse Instant karma's gonna get him If I don't get him first. Don't believe that Rock 'n' Roll Can really change the world As it spins in revolution Yeah, it spirals
. Et je reste des heures à regarder la mer Le cœur abasourdi, les pensées de travers Et je ne comprends rien à ce triste univers Tout est couleur de pluie tout est couleur d'hiver Je suis ce fier bateau qu'on vit un jour partir Et qui n'en finit plus de ne plus revenir La mer a ses amants qui s'enivrent de vent La mer a ses amants qui se grisent à ses fêtes Qui ne me comprend pas ne comprend pas la mer Je n'aurai donc été en ce grand univers Qu'un de ces marins-là qui vont en solitaire Et l'inutile cri d'une inutile fête Et je reste des heures Et je reste des heures à regarder la mer "À regarder la mer " By : Alain barriere.
cocoa beach.FL. July 2010 No regrets, no tears. Only a strange feeling, slipping without falling. I'll try another World where the water is not blue anymore, another reallity. Oh, my baby I love you, My lady blue. I'm looking for something that I'll never reach. I seek eternity. No more sun, no more wind. [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/RDb ] Only a strange feeling, leaving without moving. I'll try another World and the sky slowly fades in my mind. Just like a memory. No more reasons, no fears Only this strange feeling, giving without thinking. Oh, my baby I love you, My lady blue. I'm looking for something I'll never reach. Baby, I love you my lady blue. I'm searching for something that I'll never reach. I seek eternity. "My Lady Blue " By :Eric Serra.
Tony Bennett - Fly me to the moon ( with Lyrics)
Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On a-Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby, kiss me Fill my heart with song And let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you Fill my heart with song Let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, in other words I love ... you "Fly me to the Moon " by: Frank Sinatra
. January 22 , 2010 There's a place out on the edge of town sir Risin' above the factories and the fields Now ever since I was a child I can remember that mansion on the hill In the day you can see the children playing On the road that leads to those gates of hardened steel Steel gates that completely surround sir the mansion on the hill At night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride through the streets of a town so silent and still Park on a back road along the highway side Look up at that mansion on the hill In the summer all the lights would shine there'd be music playin' people laughin' all the time Me and my sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill Tonight down here in Linden Town I watch the cars rushin' by home from the mill There's a beautiful full moon rising above the mansion on the hill Mansion On The Hill by : Bruce springsteen
saint cloud.FL. december 14 2009 photo by : simo34744 The City of the Dead XX Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which Nature had spread her comely garments. Now I could breathe. I looked back, and the city appeared with its magnificent mosques and stately residences veiled by the smoke of the shops. I commenced analyzing man's mission, but could conclude only that most of his life was identified with struggle and hardship. Then I tried not to ponder over what the sons of Adam had done, and centered my eyes on the field which is the throne of God's glory. In one secluded corner of the field I observed a burying ground surrounded by poplar trees. There, between the city of the dead and the city of the living, I meditated. I thought of the eternal silence in the first and the endless sorrow in the second. In the city of the living I found hope and despair; love and hatred, joy and sorrow, wealth and po
Duerme en mi jardin los nardos y las rosas, las blancas azucenas, mi alma, muy triste y pesarosa a las flores quiere ocultar su amargo dolor Yo no quiero que las flores sepan los tormentos que me da la vida si supieran lo que estoy sufriendo por mis penas llorarian tambien Silencio que estan durmiendo los nardos y las azucenas no quiero que sepan mis penas porque si me ven llorando moriran
lakefront .Kissimmee .FL. September 24 , 2009 photo: simo34744 L’étranger Qui aimes-tu le mieux, homme énigmatique, dis ? Ton père, ta mère, ta soeur ou ton frère ? - Je n'ai ni père, ni mère, ni soeur, ni frère. - Tes amis ? - Vous vous servez là d’une parole dont le sens m'est restée jusqu'à ce jour inconnu. - Ta patrie ? - J'ignore sous quelle latitude elle est située. - La beauté ? - Je l’aimerais volontiers, déesse et immortelle. - L’or ? - Je le hais comme vous haïssez Dieu. - Eh ! qu'aimes-tu donc, extraordinaire étranger ? - J'aime les nuages... les nuages qui passent... là -bas... là -bas... les merveilleux nuages ! "L’étranger " Baudelaire.
lakefront . saint cloud.FL august ,21 2009 le spleen du moment...quand la vie devient un labyrinthe aux couloirs de reponses sans questions...quand les mots eparpillent leur cendres au gres des vents de la connerie humaine.. et puis , il y a l espoir de croire a un autre reve...une autre vie. oh ! yeah , a dream...
anna maria island. Florida. july 2009 I don't need your answered prayers Or the chains your lover wears I don't need your rings of gold Or the secrets that you hold Lift me up, Lift me up and I'll fall with you lift me up Let your love lift me up I don't need your sacred vow Or the promise tomorrow brings Veiled behind the morning clouds I'll take the fate the daylight brings Lift me up, darling Lift me up and I'll fall with you lift me up Let your love lift me up When the morning bright Lifts away this night In the light above We will find our love, we will find our love Your skin, your hand upon my neck This skin, your fingers on my skin This kiss, this heartbeat, this breath This heart, this heart, this wilderness Lift me up, darling Lift me up and I'll fall with your lift me up Let your love lift me up " Lift Me Up " by : bruce springsteen
There's a lipstick sunset Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I left my lover waiting In the dawn somewhere to wonder why By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well, a radio was playing And that ol' summer heat was on the rise I just had to get away Before some sad old song Brought tears to my eyes And Lord I couldn't tell her That her love was only killing me By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well it's pretty as a picture baby Red and blushing just before the night Maybe love's like that for me Maybe I can only see As you take away the light So hold me in the darkness We can dream about the cool twilight 'Til the dawning of the day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day Then I'll make my getaway To
photo by : simo34744 Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling alright I got some money in my pocket and a long lean ride I got to make it down to Galveston by Saturday night, now Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K. Got a little lost along the way I'm just around the corner to the light of day Well, I'm just around the corner to the light of day Been driving five hundred miles, got five hundred to go, yeah I got rock and roll music on the radio I got a brother on a rig just off the gulf coast He says the girls down there, well they're really the most, man Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K. I got a little lost along the way Just around the corner to the light of day Just around the corner to the light of day I'm just around the corner to the light of day I'm just around the corner to the light of day Well I got thrown out of work on the Kokomo Do
photo by : simo3474 She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I'd stare too long I'd probably break down and cry Oh, Oh, Oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Sweet love of mine She's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder And the rain To quietly pass me by Oh, Oh, Oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Sweet love of mine "Sweet Child O' Mine " by : Guns N' Roses
photo by : simo34744 Down here the river meets the sea And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, like a hurricane And it feels like rain Underneath the stars lying next to you Wondering who you are baby How do you do? When the clouds blow in across the moon And the wind howls out your name Feels like rain We'll never make that bridge tonight Across lake Ponchartrain Feel like rain Batten down the hatches But keep your heart out on your sleeve A little bit of stormy weather, that's no cause for us to leave Just stay here baby, in my arms Let it wash away the pain Feels like rain . " Feels Like Rain " John hiatt.
'Queen Of The Supermarket ' There's a wonderful world where all you desire And everything you've longed for is at your fingertips Where the bittersweet taste of life is at your lips Where aisles and aisles of dreams await you And the cool promise of ecstasy fills the air At the end of each working day she's waiting there I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket As the evening sky turns blue A dream awaits in aisle number two With my shopping cart I move through the heart Of a sea of fools so blissfully unaware That they're in the presence of something wonderful and rare The way she moves behind the counter Beneath her white apron her secrets remain hers As she bags the groceries, her eyes so bored And sure she is unobserved I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket There's nothing I can say Each night I take my groceries and I drift away, and I drift away With guidance from the gods above At night I pray for the strength to tell the one I lo
photo by : simo34744 to : Fatima . A.K.A : tima - Belgium You've Got a Friend When you’re down and troubled And you need a helping hand And nothing, whoa nothing is going right. Close your eyes and think of me And soon I will be there To brighten up even your darkest nights. You just call out my name, And you know whereever I am I’ll come running, oh yeah baby To see you again. Winter, spring, summer, or fall, All you have to do is call And I’ll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah. You’ve got a friend. If the sky above you Should turn dark and full of clouds And that old north wind should begin to blow Keep your head together and call my name out loud And soon I will be knocking upon your door. You just call out my name and you know where ever I am I’ll come running to see you again. Winter, spring, summer or fall All you got to do is call And I’ll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, ain’t it good to know that you’ve got a friend? People can be so cold. They’ll hurt you and desert you. W
photo by: simo34744 ON N'EST PAS SERIEUX QUAND ON A DIX-SEPT ANS On n'est pas sérieux quand on a dix-sept ans Un beau soir, foin des bocks et de la limonade, Des cafés tapageurs aux lustres éclatants ! On va sous les tilleuls verts de la promenade. Les tilleuls sentent bon dans les bons soirs de juin ! L'air est parfois si doux, qu'on ferme la paupière ; Le vent chargé de bruits, - la ville n'est pas loin, - A des parfums de vigne et des parfums de bière... Voilà qu'on aperçoit un tout petit chiffon D'azur sombre, encadré d'une petite branche, Piqué d'une mauvaise étoile, qui se fond Avec de doux frissons, petite et toute blanche... Nuit de juin ! Dix-sept ans ! On se laisse griser. La sève est du champagne et vous monte à la tête... On divague, on se sent aux lèvres un baiser Qui palpite là , comme une petite bête... Le coeur fou robinsonne à travers les romans, Lorsque, dans la clarté d'une pâle réverbère, Passe une demoiselle aux petits airs
photo by:simo34744 Can't see nothin' in front of me Can't see nothin' coming up behind I make my way through this darkness I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I've gone How far I've gone, how high I've climbed On my back's a sixty pound stone On my shoulder a half mile line Come on up for the rising Com on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Left the house this morning Bells ringing filled the air Wearin' the cross of my calling On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Spirits above and behind me Faces gone, black eyes burnin' bright May their precious blood forever bind me Lord as I stand before your fiery light I see you Mary in the garden In the garden of a thousand sighs There's holy pictures of our children Dancin' in
Photo by:simo34744 I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size seven I said "there's no smokin' in the store ma'am" She crossed her legs and then We made some small talk, that's where it should have stopped She slipped me a number, I put it in my pocket My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind In that little roadhouse On highway 29 It was a small town bank, it was a mess Well I had a gun, you know the rest Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood And she was cryin', her and me we headed south On highway 29 In a little desert motel, the air it was hot and clean l slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream I woke in the morning washed my face in the sink We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the borderline The winter sun, shot through the black trees I told myself it was all something in her But as we drove I knew it was something in me Something had been comin' for a long long time And something that was here wit
song by :Rage Against The Machine Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks Goin' someplace there's no goin' back Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge Shelter line stretchin' round the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleepin' in their cars in the southwest No home no job no peace no rest The highway is alive tonight But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls prayer book out of his sleeping bag Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass Got a one-way ticket to the promised land You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock Bathin' in the city aqueduct The highway is alive tonight But where it's headed everybod
to my " khanza " When I lost you honey sometimes I think I lost my guts too And I wish God would send me a word send me something I'm afraid to lose Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives I get shivers down my spine and all I wanna do is hold you tight I swear I'll drive all night just to buy you some shoes And to taste your tender charms And I just wanna sleep tonight again in your arms Tonight there's fallen angels and they're waiting for us down in the street Tonight there's calling strangers, hear them crying in defeat. Let them go, let them go, let them go, do their dances of the dead (let'em go right ahead) You just dry your eyes girl, and c'mon c'mon c'mon let's go to bed, baby, baby, baby There's machines and there's fire waiting on the edge of town They're out there for hire but baby they can't hurt us now Cause you've got, you've got, you've got, you've go
Ana maria island.Florida. august 2008 photo by : simo34744 There's a place out on the edge of town sir Risin' above the factories and the fields Now ever since I was a child I can remember that mansion on the hill In the day you can see the children playing On the road that leads to those gates of hardened steel Steel gates that completely surround sir the mansion on the hill At night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride through the streets of a town so silent and still Park on a back road along the highway side Look up at that mansion on the hill In the summer all the lights would shine there'd be music playin' people laughin' all the time Me and my sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill Tonight down here in Linden Town I watch the cars rushin' by home from the mill There's a beautiful full moon rising above the mansion on the hill "mansion on the hill" Bruce Springsteen
Grab your ticket and your suitcase Thunder's rollin' down this track You don't know where you're goin' But you know you won't be back Darlin' if you're weary Lay your head upon my chest We'll take what we can carry And we'll leave the rest Big Wheels rolling through fields Where sunlight streams Meet me in a land of hope and dreams I will provide for you And I'll stand by your side You'll need a good companion for This part of the ride Leave behind your sorrows Let this day be the last Tomorrow there'll be sunshine And all this darkness past Big wheels roll through fields Where sunlight streams Meet me in a land of hope and dreams This Train... Carries saints and sinners This Train... Carries losers and winners This Train... Carries whores and gamblers This Train... Carries lost souls This Train... Dreams will not be thwarted This Train... Faith will be rewarded This Train... Hear the steel wheels singin' This Train...
to anass chadly . bordeaux . Sometimes I wonder Just what am I fighting for? I win some battles But I always lose the war I keep right on stumblin' In this no-man's land out here But I know Mmmmm yes, I know There must be a better world somewhere Flying high Some joker clips my wings Just because he gets a kick Out of doing those kind of things I keep on fallin' in space Or just hangin' in mid-air But I know Ohh yes, I know There has just got to be a better world somewhere Every woman I want Only wants herself Everybody I love Seems to love somebody else And every woman Got a license to break my heart And every love, oh it's over Over before it gets a chance to start If it ain't dead Maybe in the year after Instead of tears I'll learn all about laughter But meanwhile I'm stuck out here It just ain't fair, but I know I said I know Oh yes, I know There must be a better world somewhere There's just gotta be Gotta be a better world somewhere - There
In Candy's room, there are pictures of her heroes on the wall But to get to Candy's room, you gotta walk the darkness of Candy's hall Strangers from the city call my baby's number and they bring her toys When I come knocking, she smiles pretty, she knows I wanna be Candy's boy There's a sadness hidden in that pretty face A sadness all her own, from which no man can keep Candy safe We kiss, my heart's rushes to my brain The blood rushes in my veins, fire rushes towards the sky We go driving, driving deep into the night I go driving deep into the light, in Candy's eyes She says baby if you wanna be wild You got a lot to learn, close your eyes Let them melt, let them fire, let them burn Cause in the darkness, there'll be hidden worlds that shine When I hold Candy close she makes these hidden worlds mine She has fancy clothes and diamond rings She has men who give her anything she wants, but they don't see That what she wants is me Oh and I want her
photo by: simo34744 Tonight, tonight the strip's just right I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats Calling out around the world, we're going racin' in the street I met her on the strip three years ago In a Camaro with this dude from L.A. I blew that Camaro off my back and drove that little girl away But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes And she cries herself to sleep at night When I come home the house is dark She sighs "Baby did you make it all right" She sits on the porch of her daddy's house But all her pretty dreams are torn She stares off alone into the night With the eyes of one who hates for just being born For all the shut down strangers and hot rod angels Rumbling through this promised land Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea And wash these sins off our hands Tonight tonight the highway's bright Out of our way mister you best keep 'Cause summer's here and the time is right For goin' racin'
train station- bouznika -morocco july 2007 photo by: simo34744 " The wind will crack in winter time This bomb-blast lightning waltz No spoken words, just a scream... Tonight we'll build a bridge Across the sea and land See the sky, the burning rain She will die and live again Tonight And your heart beats so slow Through the rain and fallen snow Across the fields of mourning Light's in the distance Oh don't sorrow, no don't weep For tonight, at last I am coming home I am coming home " -A Sort Of Homecoming - by : U2
photo by: simo34744 dahomey beach. july 2007 A l’arrière train du bus 14 comme à la remorque de la vie, je suis amorphe coté fenêtre les yeux assis dans le vide à ne surtout pas me demander si la vie me considère comme un brave. Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave. Tourner en rond dans ces ruelles de la vie que même les lampadaires n’éclairent plus. Etre baigné dans le noir et pourtant se croire dans la lumière totalement nue. Sortir la tête de l’eau ou se noyer dans le fantasme… Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave. Je me blesse tout le temps avec le tranchant de l’orgueil. Je suis de ceux qui lentement deviennent leur propre cercueil. Je suis aveuglé par des murailles de tour, je me dis : il ne peut rien y avoir derrière ces rempart. Je viens d’un lieu où chacun se complait à être grave. Avoir la prétention d’être soit, on se connaît toujours trop peu. Donner du sens, cette pensée me rend exceptionnel en ce lieu. Provincer mon existence, il fut un
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MONSIEUR :ALIFI HAFID When they built you, brother, they turned dust into gold When they built you, brother, they broke the mold They say you can't take it with you, but I think that they're wrong 'Cause all I know is I woke up this morning, and something big was gone Gone into that dark ether where you're still young and hard and cold Just like when they built you, brother, they broke the mold Now your death is upon us and we'll return your ashes to the earth And I know you'll take comfort in knowing you've been roundly blessed and cursed But love is a power greater than death, just like the songs and stories told And when she built you, brother, she broke the mold That attitude's a power stronger than death, alive and burning her stone cold When they built you, brother Terry's Song bruce springsteen
The bats are in the belfry the dew is on the moor where are the arms that held me and pledged her love before and pledged her love before It's such a sad old feeling the fields are soft and green it's memories that I'm stealing but you're innocent when you dream when you dream you're innocent when you dream Running through the graveyard we laughed my friends and I we swore we'd be together until the day we died until the day we died I made a golden promise that we would never part I gave my love a locket and then I broke her heart and then I broke her heart Tom Waits - Innocent when you dream. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Md7iv0Rg1LU
But I remember us riding in my brother's car Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir At night on them banks I'd lie awake And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take Now those memories come back to haunt me they haunt me like a curse Is a dream a lie if it don't come true Or is it something worse that sends me down to the river though I know the river is dry That sends me to the river tonight Down to the river my baby and I Oh down to the river we ride. "the river" By : Bruce Springsteen
Laying here in the dark you're like an angel on my chest Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest Stranded in the park and forced to confess To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets We swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets. - backstreets- by bruce springsteen. photo by : ibn farouk Zouheir http://www.lejournal-hebdo.com/article.php3?id_article=3394
Tu sais je reviendrai Je reviendrai souvent Dans ce putain de champ Où tu dois te reposer L'été je ferai de l'ombre On boira du silence À la santé d'Constance Qui se fout bien d'ton ombre Et puis les adultes sont tellement cons Qu'ils nous feront bien une guerre Alors je viendrai pour de bon Dormir dans ton cimetière Et maintenant bon DieuTu as bien rigolé Et maintenant bon Dieu Et maintenant j'vais pleurer. " fernand" par : jacques Brel. photo by: simo34744
this one is for :DAOUS... " But tonight we'll be free All the promises'll be broken There were ghosts in the eyesOf all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach roadIn the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they're gone On the wind so Mary climb in It's town full of losers And I'm pulling out of here to win ." - thunder road- by :Bruce springsteen photo by: simo34744
