they`ll fuck it up

[Gjest Zahara]

Moslem or Christian, Mullah or Pope, Preacher or Poet

Give any one species too much rope

And they`ll fuck it up

utdrag fra R. Waters "amused to death"

[Gjest mij]

Oi, det var lenge sida, gitt! *plukke fram fra CD-hylla*

[Gjest Zahara]

Oi, det var lenge sida, gitt! *plukke fram fra CD-hylla*

HVA MED DENNE?

EVERY STRANGERS EYES

In truck stops and hamburger joints

In Cadillac limousins

In the company of has-beens

In bent-backs In sleeping forms

On pavement steps

In libraries and railway stations

In books and banks

In the pages of history

In suicidal cavalry attacks

I recognise...

Myself in every stranger`s eyes

And in wheelchairs by monuments

Under tube trains in commuter accident

In council care and county courts

At easter fairs in sea-side resort

In drawing rooms and city morgues

ïn award winning photographs

Of life rafts in the China sea

In transit camps, under arc lamps

On loading ramps

In faces blurred by rubber stamps

I recognise

Myself in every stranger`s eyes

And now from where I stand

Upon this hill I plundered from the pool

I look around, I search the skies

I shade my eyes, so nearly blind

And I see signs of half remembered days

I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways

I recognise..

The hope you kindle in your eyes

It`s oh so easy now

As we lie here in the dark

Nothing interferes it`s obvious

How to beat the tears

That threaten to snuff out

The spark of our love

R.Waters

Pros & Cons..

[Gjest mij]

HVA MED DENNE?

EVERY STRANGERS EYES

In truck stops and hamburger joints

In Cadillac limousins

In the company of has-beens

In bent-backs In sleeping forms

On pavement steps

In libraries and railway stations

In books and banks

In the pages of history

In suicidal cavalry attacks

I recognise...

Myself in every stranger`s eyes

And in wheelchairs by monuments

Under tube trains in commuter accident

In council care and county courts

At easter fairs in sea-side resort

In drawing rooms and city morgues

ïn award winning photographs

Of life rafts in the China sea

In transit camps, under arc lamps

On loading ramps

In faces blurred by rubber stamps

I recognise

Myself in every stranger`s eyes

And now from where I stand

Upon this hill I plundered from the pool

I look around, I search the skies

I shade my eyes, so nearly blind

And I see signs of half remembered days

I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways

I recognise..

The hope you kindle in your eyes

It`s oh so easy now

As we lie here in the dark

Nothing interferes it`s obvious

How to beat the tears

That threaten to snuff out

The spark of our love

R.Waters

Pros & Cons..

Den kjenner jeg ikke, er den også fra et solo-prosjekt?

Ellers skal jeg snart se mannen live, på Norwegian Wood i juni spiller han søren meg hele Dark Side of the Moon. *gleder meg*!!

[Gjest Zahara]

Den kjenner jeg ikke, er den også fra et solo-prosjekt?

Ellers skal jeg snart se mannen live, på Norwegian Wood i juni spiller han søren meg hele Dark Side of the Moon. *gleder meg*!!

jepp. .

Vært på konsert med han:)

Var særdeles bra!!

[jubalong70]

Nemlig!