simo s no man s land

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

"And the angel of imagination She lit your fiery vision bright Let your flame burn into the night I saw you knocking with your heart She gives me religion " "She Gives Me Religion" VAN MORRISON 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

" sittin ' here resting my bones and this loneliness won t leave me alone , yes , two thousand miles i roam just to make this dock my home." - ( sittin ' on ) the deck of the bay - by : otis redding- 1968 photo by:simo34744

mon ange a moi... mon amerique a moi ...selma .

this one is for my friend " harry" .... " i live now, only with strangers i talk to only strangers i walk with angels that have no place streets of fire " - streets of fire - LP: darkness on the edge of town. 1978. bruce springsteen photo by:simo34744

le vertige de la vie... photo by:simo34744

l illusion de vivre dans le passe... photo by:simo34744