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I wanna live life and never be cruel.
I wanna live life and be good to you.

And I wanna fly and never come down.
And live my life and have friends around.

We never change, do we? no, no
We never learn, do we?

So I wanna live in a wooden house.

I wanna live life and always be true.
I wanna live life and be good to you.

And I wanna fly and never come down.
And live my life and have friends around.

We never change, do we? No, no
We never learn, do we?

So I wanna live in a wooden house,
where making more friends would be easy.

Oh, and I don´t have a soul to save.
Yes, and I sin every single day.

We never change, do we?
We never learn, do we?

So I wanna live in a wooden house,
Where making more friends would be easy.
I wanna live where the sun comes out ...

We never learn, do we?

Coldplay - We never change

Tänään sain nosturin koukusta päähäni, ja voivottelin hetken selälläni.

Strange things happens in this world. lalala laa. olo on vallan mainio. ja laulukin luistaa. NYT RUOKAA ja unta ja sitt tekemään jotain elämää suurempaa.

Coldplay - Yellow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qI8I6qcxWyU

Early one mornin the sun was shinin,
I was layin in bed
Wondrin if shed changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like mamas homemade dress
Papas bankbook wasnt big enough.
And I was standin on the side of the road
Rain fallin on my shoes
Heading out for the east coast
Lord knows Ive paid some dues gettin through,
Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
Well meet again someday on the avenue,
Tangled up in blue.

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to new orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin for a while on a fishin boat
Right outside of delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.

She was workin in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
Is just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, dont I know your name?
I muttered somethin underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
I thought youd never say hello, she said
You look like the silent type.
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an italian poet
From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin coal
Pourin off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.

I lived with them on montague street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.

So now Im goin back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
Theyre an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters wives.
Dont know how it all got started,
I dont know what theyre doin with their lives.
But me, Im still on the road
Headin for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.


Bob Dylan - Tangled up in blue

Jeesus mitä touhua. Nyt pitää hieman laittaa stoppia.

"Too weird to live, too rare to die"

Hiippailen nurkilla salaa, kun helvetistä taas kotiin palaan, jos helvetissä ois aina helvetin hienoa, luulen että helvetti. Helvetti olisi hieno paikka. Huhhuh. Nyt kun olen onnistunut tuhoamaan täysin kaikki motoriset kykyni ja ajattelutaitoni olen taitellut enkä ole paljoa viime aikoina ajatellut, elämää suljetuin silmin katsellut, heikoilla jäillä astellut, uponnut aina hymyssä suin, kun taas jälleen hyisessä vedessä uin, kirouksen itselleni päälleni puin ja mitä vittua. hmm... Löysin eilen palan kadotettua unelmaa, söin sen ja kadotin samantien. Jotkut asiat ovat niin kaunista ja katoavaista. Kuten ensimmäinen muistamani synttärikakku, nyt on vain tukassa takku varpaat kippuralla, pää solmulla. Voi voi. Hienoa elämä tänään mulla hukatulla. Joskus on hyvä vain olla ja puhua sekavia. Eikös? mutta auta armias kun pakenet harmias... Voit juosta ympäri suomea, kunnes huomaat juoksevasi ympyrää takapihalla, harmisi kiipeilevät hihalla ryömivät korvasta sisään toisesta ulos, harmillinen lopputulos, harmillinen oravanpyörä pyörii pyörimistään... mutta pää asia on että naurattaa, se auttaa, kun etsit kadonnutta lauttaa. Mitä ihmeen lauttaa? Ehkä pelastuslauttaa, pelastusta? keskeltä tätä upottavaa turhuuden merta jossa kaikkea on liikaa ja ihminen epätoivoisena hukkuu asioiden paljouteen ja valinnan vaikeus syntyy kun on liikaa tajontaa ja päätöksen teko kyky katoaa, ja mereen hippi vajoaa ja maailma ympärillä hajoaa ja pää nyt varmaan lahoaa? Tai luulen että se on jo lahonnut. kaikki kotoa on nyt karannut. Lopullisesti. If whiskey dont kill me i dont know what will... What a fuckkk....sdsdasdd :DDDDD