Kk doe het niet vaak , iets draaien van vinyl , deze draaide ik wel vaak , vroeger en vandaag hoorde ik hem zomaar weer eens , mooi toch wel , hoewel de tekst toen anders voelde dan nu ,mooi is haar stem ook. De tekst, ........... ik ga er nog eens goed over voelen ...........
Love is all we need - you said
As you hold me in the confidence of your bed
Tomorrow's not important - you said
Tomorrow's turned into today instead
And I wake each morning feeling so ashamed
Having fallen to emotions that we both named
How shallow now all that rubbish seems
Hearts once full are bleeding dreams
Dreams that were reality
Have now brought out the worst in me
Love is just a paradox
He loves me, he loves me not
Love is just a paradox
He loves me, he loves me not
I don't want a part in this
The stinging touch, the poisoned kiss
The alibis to keep us close
The lies you spit when I need you most
Love is just a paradox
He loves me, he loves me not
Love is just a paradox
He loves me, he loves me not
A basic human need is such
Being able to destroy with just one touch
A stinking filthy trick i'd say
One day the stalker, One day the prey
Love is just a paradox
He loves me, he loves me not
Love is just a paradox
He loves me, he loves me not
Love is just a heart disease
And no cure can make this aching ease
But I'll tranquilise myself from that
Let fit emotions turn to fact
Care and concern won't breed here
I've had and seen them disappear
Tear stained eyes will not be seen
When the touch is nothing more then obscene
To fuck it seems is the only word
The ability to love seems so absurd
Absurd because we know we lie
Laughing at it all as someone cries
One day I may find it quite amusing
How touch and tongues make life so confusing
Tomorrow's not important - it's dead
As the sheets grow cold on your big bad bed
Love's not important - it's dead
Love is just a paradox...
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O jeetje, Anne Clark, zo lekker eighties en depri. Ik moet daar ook nog een vinyl plaat van hebben. Joined up writing geloof ik. Jammer dat de pick up weg is. Zou leuk zijn sommige elpees nog eens te horen.
Verder alles oke? tis nogal een depri nummer.
Knuffel
niet depri hoor , Anne Clark wel , maar ik niet zoiets , , ze klinkt gewoon lekker, Past erg bij puber zijndenk ik , zoiets , en ik vind de teksten wel een mooie geheel oid , poeZie,( net als Joolz ) deze ook ( idd van joined up writing):
Nothing At All
All this tenderness has come to nothing
All that we require is being rearranged
I've no wish to look to the future
For my expectations will no doubt be changed
Just rolling along on the rest of the waves
My statements and strategies are quickly dismissed
Poisoned pens in invisible paper
Steel knuckles concealed by velvet fists
What is the chance of us living
Some of our simplest dreams
Are all the structures we build here
Really as frail as they seem
The dying are the lovers of this modern world
The power and the glory survives
With radio active bargaining
And the valueness of our lives
My turn to crumble
My turn to fall
From so very humble
To nothing al all
Nothing at all was mijn favoriet, daar zat zo'n lekker pingeltje onder.
ja he , grappig dat we dezelfde herinneringen delen hier ;-))
Dat jij die muziek ook kent , dat is altidj leuk te ontdekken , zo woest bekend was ze niet ;-))
Luister nu lekker met Rens naar Damian Rice , ook heeeeeeeeeeeerlijk ;-) , ga echter maar eens beddewaarts nu .
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