Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
(Neil Young)
Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
(Neil Young)
There’s a red red sun
And it’s coming for you
I tell it a story
As it sinks out of view
One sun apart
One heart within
Red sun shines on
Sees no tomorrow
Sees no tomorrow
There’s a girl far away
And she’s calling my name
With a tower of love
And a shadow of pain
There’s a red red sun
And it’s coming for you
To waken your heart
Like you know I always will do
(INXS)
Today is gonna be the day, you hear somebody say,
We need you right away
You hear the moments kick and play.
The order of the day is already in your way
(Agnes Obel)
I’m not the only one
Staring at the sun
Afraid of what you’d find
If you took a look inside
I’m not just deaf and dumb
Staring at the sun
Not the only one
Who’s happy to go blind
(Bono, The Edge)
There is no-one left in the world
That I can hold onto
There is really no-one left at all
There is only you
And if you leave me now
You leave all that we were
Undone
There is really no-one left
You are the only one
And still the hardest part for you
To put your trust in me
I love you more than I can say
Why won’t you just believe?
(The Cure)
May the good Lord shine a light on you,
Make every song your favorite tune.
May the good Lord shine a light on you,
Warm like the evening sun.
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
And we will show that wherever you are
That is where all time starts
It’s a pleasure to die
A pleasure to be gone
Into the sky we move on
Life is unchanging
It let me go
Life gave me up
And i have no control
I have no control
Everything goes a way that i do not
I clean up the clouds i ride
I’ve never been up where i see the others climb
Seems like it must be nice
Laughter’s an ugly friend of mine
We share the best and worst of times
Everyone goes where they belong
Nobody goes elsewhere
Never much thought goes to being
Right or wrong
(John Frusciante)
Still of my trip to the Veluwe, old trunks, morphing into remarkable shapes. Beaten, but still a fighter.
I went to a Dutch national park called “De Veluwe”. I was there at the end of the day to catch some late sunlight, on TV some crucial and decisive matches of the Dutch football league were on, so not many people walking in front of the camera
I love it here…