I want to live where soul meets body And let the sun wrap its arms around me And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing And feel, feel what its like to be new
Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations So they may have a chance of finding a place where they’re far more suited than here
And I cannot guess what we'll discover When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s And not one speck will remain
And I do believe it’s true That there are roads left in both of our shoes But if the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you’re the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body Where soul meets body Where soul meets body
And I do believe it’s true That there are roads left in both of our shoes But if the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you’re the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Jeg tror, at København er den smukkeste by i verden. Jeg elsker det, og især den måde. Hvert år jeg gå ind i den by, hvor min mor blev født, og lad mig ved folk inspirerer.
Wednesday!!uh i don't like this one, because i've got a really long break between 2 universitylessons.4 hours just for killing time. so i decided to make some pictures of my environment and stuff like my new scarf, i bought today;)....or my danish book...or...or...haha. u can see between learning and doing homework i was kinda bored!;)
view from my "learning-position"...the door of my "katholizismuslesson-room"hahaha:
every tuesday, i go with my "vor originalen"-class to the SCHAULAGER in basel! at the beginning of the year we went to the "kunstmuseum" which is just next to our artseminar...but because of the big van gogh exhibition there, they had to move many sculptures and works to other museums in town.so we "moved" with them. everytime i go there i'm really impressed of the architecture and some of the works....so i'll show u with this post, where i "study" for 2 or 4 hours every tuesday:
what u see, when u go inside of the building:
one of the "things" we discussed today: "TISCH" by fischli & weiss. it looks like just normal "chaotic chaos" of an artists work.put they didn't just remove their atelier to the museum on a huge table. every subject is handmade and reconstructed by a kind of plastic(all of the same material)...really funny and cool to regard.
Today was a really "exhausting" day. not because of the day itself...but just because of the last few weeks.;)....anyway, because of the *mother's day* i had lunch with my family, grandparents and my aunt. after that i immediately went to the rehearsal with my funny band. we had to discuss a lot and the singing really shattered me so as i finally arrived home i decided to lie down on my bed...just close my eyes and listen to some very beautiful and relaxing pieces of music....
I'm not the first to sleep beside you in this bed It's poisoned with some other idiotic guys smell And even though you tell me that your love for him is dead I always keep preparing to go through all lovers hell I've gotta start believing that you really love me I've gotta start believing that you want what's me I've gotta start believing that you really love me If you say so, it's gotta be so She told the news to me, a planted part of me Not to fully grow to show a way of what could be I asked her to be true, she said i love you too Her eyes were sad and i recall somebody asked do you? I've gotta start believing that you really love me I've gotta start believing that you want what's me I've gotta start believing that you really love me If you say so, it's gotta be so
She just wept Like I could not ignore How can I act When my heart's on the floor? She just wept 'Til her eyes became sore I knew who she was But I don't anymore She just cried To the ruins of time That kept us apart We were doing just fine She just wept She was put to the test Those that she loved She had learned to detest Daddy I've got nothing left My life is good My love's a mess Daddy I've got nothing left What can I do that's for the best? Daddy I've got nothing left My life is good My love's a mess Daddy I've got nothing left What can I do that's for the best?
It’s my heart you’re stealing It’s my heart you take It’s my heart you’re dealing with And it’s my heart you’ll break It’s my heart you’re taking It’s breaking bit by bit It’s my heart you’re dealing with But you don’t know about it If you’d feel like I feel And if you’d know what I know I don’t think you’d ever play me I know you’d never play me It’s my heart you’re stealing It’s my heart you take It’s my heart you’re dealing with And it’s my heart you’ll break If you’d feel like I feel And if you’d know what I know I don’t think you’d ever play me I know you’d never play me I don’t think you’d ever play me I know you’d never play me