Dr_Crouton | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 02:50 |
I've been down and I'm wondering why These little black clouds Keep walking around With me With me It wastes time So maybe tomorrow I look around at a beautiful life I wanna breeze and an open mind So maybe tomorrow So maybe tomorrow So maybe tomorrow | |
Striffelbuur | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 02:53 |
The Cygnet Committee (door David Bowie) drukt het denk ik het beste uit, thans, in het hier & nu: I bless you madly So much has gone and little is new "I gave Them life, I bless you madly, So much has gone and little is new "We had a friend, a talking man And the road is coming to its end. We broke the ruptured structure built of age. Infiltrated business cesspools, 'Wish You Could Hear,' And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above. And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain, "I believe in the Power of Good. And I open my eyes and look around, And I Want to Believe And I Want to Believe We Want to Live I Want to Live Live | |
JFSebastian | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 02:59 |
Goo Goo Dolls Iris And I'd give up forever to touch you And I don't want the world to see me And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming And I don't want the world to see me And I don't want the world to see me And I don't want the world to see me I just want you to know who I am | |
JoeBlack2k2 | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 03:11 |
Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven Would it be the same If I saw you in heaven I must be strong And carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven Would you hold my hand Time can bring you down Beyond the door Would you know my name Eric Clapton - Tears in heaven | |
Stranger | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 03:14 |
Crawling in my skin These wounds they will not heal Fear is how I fall Confusing what is real There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface To find myself again Crawling in my skin Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me To find myself again Crawling in my skin There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface Confusing what is real | |
Salvad0R | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 03:50 |
spetter pieter pater lekker in t water ga maar vast naar huis ik kom een druppel later . | |
thomas26 | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 10:32 |
Dit spreekt gewoon voor zich ... ![]() Perhaps - Cake You won't admit you love me. If you can't make your mind up, If you can't make your mind up, | |
Shadow_Smile | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 10:35 |
Driven Like The Snow Still night, nothing for miles, White curtain come down, Kill the lights in the middle of the road And take a look around..... It don't help to be one of the chosen One of the few, to be sure When the wheels are spinning around And the ground is frozen through, and you're Driven, like the snow Pure in heart Driven together And given Away to the west A white dress ?Til the river don't run A black dress Looking like mine ?Til the sun don't shine no more Where the sky meet the ground Where the street fold round Where the voice you hold don't make no sound, look Snow on the river and two by two Took a lot to live a lot like you, I don't Go there now, but I hear they sung Their "Fuck Me And Marry Me Young? Some wild idea and a big white bed, now You know better than that, I said, Like a voice in the wind blow little crystals down Like brittle things will break before they turn Like lipstick on my cigarette And the ice get harder overhead Like think it twice but never never learn... And the mist will wrap around us And the cars | |
Grunnie | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 10:37 |
Werd wakker in de namiddag En Elisabeth was er niet Met mijn ogen gesloten door het huis gegaan Want echt zien wil ik het niet Ik had zo graag dat je wel hier was Maar waar je dan ook bent Ik hoop dat ik daar ook mag komen, ooit En dat je mij nog kent Slaap zacht, Elisabeth Niet iedereen kan een held zijn En ik zeg Soms zie ik je in de kleedkamer En ik zeg | |
Frenkie | dinsdag 12 augustus 2003 @ 11:03 |
dubbeltopic: slotje |