Freitag, 4. November 2011
picture of the day
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Mittwoch, 2. November 2011
When I grow up
When I grow up
I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That's what I'll do
Throwing out a boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me

When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what I'll have
Staring at a seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me

I put my soul into what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dog eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way back
I never like that sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

I'm very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
For a minute or two
Then back on my feet to call for you

You've got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
Waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling
And arms too long
I'm waiting for him to catch me


When I grow up
by Fever Ray

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Sonntag, 30. Oktober 2011
a rollin' girl is always in a dream
a rollin' girl is always in a dream

that never will be coming true

there's so much noise inside her little head

she scratches it all around

she scratches it all around



"no problems" the word comes out so light

but in return it's gone to the air

it's a mistake, what a mistake

it's a matter of finding the add one out in the end

it rolls again!



one more time, one more time

each day i will be rolling one more time

so she says, so she says

as she plays the meaning of it to her spoken words

are u ready yet?

not so ready yet

the future is still so far away to me

so im holding my breath, just now



a rollin' girl is faraway in wasteland

beyond the colors u cant reach

those overlapping voices in the air

she mixes them all around

she mixes them all around



"no problems" the word came out so light

but now it vanished without a trace

she said that i dont give a damn

so lets cause some mistakes with me

she tempts me on this hill road



one more time, one more time

i beg you to roll me one more time

so she says, so she says

as she lays the meaning of it to unspoken words

are u ready yet?

just one moment

it nearly should be here to show me something

so im holding my breath, just now

one more time, one more time

each day i will be rolling one more time

so she says, so she says

as she plays the sound of laughter to her spoken words

are u ready yet?

im ready now

u must be so sick and tired of this

so i stop my breathing, just now

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