Scared of losin' all the timeHe wrote it in a letterHe was a friend of mineHe heard you could see your futureInside a glass of waterWith ripples and the rhymesHe asked, "Will I see heaven in mine?"That is just the way it wasAnd nothing could be betterAnd nothing ever wasThey say you can see your futureInside a glass of waterThe riddles and the rhymes"Will I see heaven in mine?"OhhhhSonDon't askNeither how full nor emptyIs your glassClingTo the mastSpend your whole life Living in the pastGoing nowhere fastSo he wrote it on a wallThe hollowest of halosIs no halo at allTelevisions selling plastic figurines of leadersSaying nothing at allAnd you chime"Stars in heaven align"OhhhhhhhhSonDon't askNeither how full nor emptyIs your glassClingTo the mastSpend your whole life Living in the pastGoing nowhere fast What are we drinking when we're done?Glasses of water
I got out of bed today, Swear to God I couldn’t see my face I got out of bed today staring at a ghost Who forgot to float away, didn’t have all that much to say Wouldn’t even tell me his own name Where’d my body go
katharina fritsch at the "KUNSTHAUS ZÜRICH": Today I went to the "kunsthaus zürich" with my mom, to see katharina fritsch's exhibition there. i know her art, because we dealt with her at university and i've seen some very cool and provocative stuff of her. so i was very curious to see some new sculptures and photos at this place....and i really was impressed of them all. Her art is very special and provocative. she plays with reigious and natural prototypes and changes them into a kind of artificial and sometimes ridicilous way. i really love the fact, that she deals with a lot of different and effective colours, which are never expected in the way they were used...so i really like to show u some of the masterpieces i've seen, but it's so hard to convey the effect this sculptures have to viewers with their colour,material and hights in combination with the colourfully arranged photos in the back.so when you look at the pictures, you have to play with your imagination....because most of the sculptures(for ex. the elephant)are extremely huge!
Elevator straight into my skull the escalator rises as it falls i swear our jet is crashing in my mind you can hold on but i wouldn't waste your time
farewell my black balloon farewell my black balloon
i've stood in a thousand street scenes just around the corner from you on the edge of a dream that you have has anybody ever told you, it's not coming true ?
farewell my black balloon farewell my black balloon farewell my black balloon farewell my black balloon
I’m currently inspired by interior decorating….for my FIRST apartment(when I'll have enough money...)! Erin Wasson has a ridiculous art collection in her shabby chic apartment. I love her minimal yet eclectic style. Does that contradict? Oh well. I always think fashion should contradict itself anyway…keeps it interesting to look at. Love the native american, tribal, hippy vibe.
I really love sienna miller in the new boss-spot!she's just so gorgeous and natural, that I just had to take a smell at this new fragrance....yummi it smells just like the spot intended to appear
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