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Nauti ^^

All of that thick time without you
Has made me so thick and drunk
And its okay to laugh about it
I said, its okay to laugh about it
Running twice as fast to stay in the same place
Dont catch my breath to the end of teh day
And Id rather be shot in the face
Then hear what youre going to say
One day the wind will come up
And youll come up empty again
-and wholl be laughing then? -
Youll come up empty again
No reasons-no explainations-so play the violins
Its always funny until somone gets hurt...
And then its just hilarious!
You beat me every time you blink
If only I did not have to think
Think about you crackin a smile
Think about you all the while
On the ricochet - its going to hit you
Its always funny until someone gets hurt
You can laugh at me - when it misses you



Faith No More - Ricochet

@ HKI

eli ei ehdi kirjoittaa joka päivä.

ATM @ Lahti

Kesäinen ilta
pitelee käsivarsillaan
naista villatakissaan.
Terävät piirteet
tummankiharat hiukset
kiinnisidottu.
Minun on kaipaus
ihoni tunsi äsken sen
meidät yhteen nivoen.
En pelkää
minä oon valmis sotimaan
jos saan sua koskettaa.

Nainen vailla historiaa
tyttö ilman menneisyyttä
kuinka jätät kenkäs eteiseen?
Nainen vailla historiaa
tyttö ilman menneisyyttä
onko päiväpeittos valkoinen
täynnä viittauksia menneeseen.

Hehkuva ilta
hengittää pienin sykäyksin
ees taas, ees taas, ees taas,
sinun kasvoihin.
Kätesi liike
sävyt ilmeiden
huomaan niistä jokaisen.

Nainen vailla historiaa
tyttö ilman menneisyyttä
säilytätkö päiväkirjoja?
Nainen vailla historiaa
tyttö ilman menneisyyttä
saatko veljeltäsi lahjoja?
Vai ootko perhees lapsi ainoa?

Onko sulla haavepaikkoja
joihin menet aina öisin
jos et muuten unta saa?
Rakastatko aamuja
vai iltaruskon kajoa
kun purppuroitu taivas lakoaa?

Nainen vailla historiaa
tyttö ilman menneisyyttä
harmaantuuko hiukses vanhana?
Nainen vailla historiaa
tyttö ilman menneisyyttä
saako niitä silloin harjata?
Nainen vailla historiaa
tyttö ilman menneisyyttä.
Nainen vailla historiaa.


Zen Cafe - Nainen vailla historiaa

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing

And the days go by
Like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby
Nothin' else mattered

He was no more than a baby then
Well he seemed broken hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him all alone
On the edge of seventeen

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing

I went today maybe I will go again
Tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly
Familiar
And I see you doing
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet
And the voice from a choir
And a melody nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing

The clouds never expect it
When it rains
But the sea changes colours
But the sea does not change
And so with the slow
graceful flow of age
I went forth with an age old
Desire to please
On the edge of seventeen

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing

Well then suddenly
There was no one left standing
In the hall
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin' for an answer
Up the stairs and down the hall
Not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird singing
Come away... come away...

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing

Well I hear you in the morning
And I hear you
At nightfall...
Sometime to be near you
Is to be unable to hear you
My love
I'm a few years older than you

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing


Stevie Nicks - Edge of Seventeen

I know all there is to know about the crying game
Ive had my share of the crying game

First there are kisses, then there are sighs
And then before you know where you are
Youre sayin goodbye

One day soon Im gonna tell the moon about the crying game
And if he knows maybe hell explain

Why there are heartaches, why there are tears
And what to do to stop feeling blue
When love disappears

I know all there is to know about the crying game
Ive had my share of the crying game

First there are kisses, then there are sighs
And then before you know where you are
Youre sayin goodbye

Dont want no more of the crying game
Dont want no more of the crying game
Dont want no more of the crying game
Dont want no more of the crying game


Boy George - The Crying Game

Black Winter Day

This is how the lucky feel
How the blessed think
Like daybreak in spring
The sun on a spring morning

Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like a dark night in autumn

But how do I feel
In my gloomy depths?

A black winter day
No, darker than that
Gloomier than an autumn night


Amorphis - Black Winter Day

I wish to wish I dream to dream
I try to try and I live to live
And I die to die and I cry to cry
But I know why



Somewhere in my dreams
Things that should
Still the willow weeps
On roses for the dead
In laughs of love



From the likes of her
To the time of me
Like to moon to earth
Or the sky to sea
Only we're no longer
Allowed to be, to be



Somewhere in the dreams
Of those who should
Live in all the keeps
Echo all the worlds
In laughs of love



For times that pass my life
I'll search for the sky
That she wanders by



Somewhere in the dreams
That the skies hold
Still the willow weeps
On roses for her bed
In laughs of love


Soundgarden - Somewhere

To not forget our loving, should I a sign implore?
I'd ask for you, but dearest, you are your own no more
Nor do I beg a flower from in your golden hair
Forgetfulness, beloved is but my single player

Oh what a sad sensation, when joy that soon did wane
Not swift with it to vanish, but ever here remain!

When through tits life to wander it has been writ, it seem
A dream made out of shadow, a shadow made of dream

No matter when I die, this or some later day
My wish is out of the mind of all to I pass away
And you forget the dream that our two hearts endears
When you loom back, beloved, upon the faded years

Let in the depths of shadow my memory be gone
As though we midst our loving each other had not known
A chant of lamentation within cold walls of chime
To beg for me in weeping the peace of endless time

As though those hours of wonder in fact we did not live
That I so deeply love you dear one can you forgive?

My face turned to the desert you left me all alone
And cold beneath my eyelids my eyes have turned to stone
And when at last death's soil my body does reclaim
Then who will know me or know from whence I came?

Let in the depths of shadow my memory be gone
As though we midst our loving each other had not known
A chant of lamentation within cold walls of chime
To beg for me in weeping the peace of endless time

While then... should they my body into the gutter throw
Still that would be far better than what I suffer now

Afar of in distance a flock of crows arise
And darken all the heavens before my sightless eyes
Beyond the earth's steep margin a hurricane does start
Flinging to the world my dust and to the wind my heart

Yet as in spring the blossom do you remain the while
With gentle eyes and humid and tender, childish smile
So much a child, yet seeming each day to younger grow
And of my fate know nothing as I too nothing know

My face turned to the desert you left me all alone
And cold beneath my eyelids my eyes have turned to stone

And when at last death's soil my body does reclaim
Then who will know me or know from whence I came?

While then... should they my body into the gutter throw
Still that would be far better than what I suffer now


Agathodaimon - Faded Years