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James Blunt - Out Of My MindJames Blunt - Out Of My Mind
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
He's waiting for the day when he gets me,
But I don't need no alibi - I'm a puppet on a string.
I just need this stage to be seen.
We all need a pantomime to remind us what is real.
Hold my eye and know what it means.
I'm out of my mind.
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
He's waiting for the day when he gets me,
But I won't be your concubine - I'm a puppet not a whore.
I just need this stage to be seen.
Will you be a friend of mine to remind me what is real?
Hold my heart and see that it bleeds.
I'm out of my mind.
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
He's waiting for the day when he gets me,
But I don't need no alibi - I'm a puppet on a string.
I just need this stage to be seen.
We all need a pantomime to remind us what is real.
Hold my eye and know what it means.
I'm out of my mind.
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
He's waiting for the day when he gets me,
But I won't be your concubine - I'm a puppet not a whore.
I just need this stage to be seen.
Will you be a friend of mine to remind me what is real?
Hold my heart and see that it bleeds.
I'm out of my mind.
James Blunt - Tears And RainJames Blunt - Tears And Rain
How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.
I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.
How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.
I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.
Tears and Rain.
Avril Lavigne - RunawayAvril Lavigne - Runaway
Got up on the wrong side of life today, yeah
Crash the car and I'm gonna be really late
My phone doesn't work cus it's out of range
Looks like it's just one of those kind of days
You can't kick me down I'm already on the ground
No you can't, but you couldn't catch me anyhow
Blue skies, but the sun isn't coming out, no
Today is like I'm under a heavy cloud
And I feel so alive
I can't help myself
Don't you realize
[Chorus]
I just wanna scream and lose control
Throw my hands up and let it go
Forget about everything and run away, yeah
I just wanna fall and lose myself
Laughing so hard it hurts like hell
Forget about everything and run away, yeah
So-so's how I'm doing, if you're wondering
I'm in a fight with the world but I'm winning
Stay there, come closer it's at your own risk
Yeah you know how it is life can be a bitch
And I feel so alive
I can't help myself
Don't you realize
Got up on the wrong side of life today, yeah
Crash the car and I'm gonna be really late
My phone doesn't work cus it's out of range
Looks like it's just one of those kind of days
You can't kick me down I'm already on the ground
No you can't, but you couldn't catch me anyhow
Blue skies, but the sun isn't coming out, no
Today is like I'm under a heavy cloud
And I feel so alive
I can't help myself
Don't you realize
[Chorus]
I just wanna scream and lose control
Throw my hands up and let it go
Forget about everything and run away, yeah
I just wanna fall and lose myself
Laughing so hard it hurts like hell
Forget about everything and run away, yeah
So-so's how I'm doing, if you're wondering
I'm in a fight with the world but I'm winning
Stay there, come closer it's at your own risk
Yeah you know how it is life can be a bitch
And I feel so alive
I can't help myself
Don't you realize
Машина Времени - ХудожникМашина Времени - Художник
Мой приятель, художник, прожил на земле мало лет.
Он работал легко, он творил чудеса на удачу.
И солгать он не мог, в этом был его главный секрет.
Он умел только то, во что верил, а как же иначе ?
Только как-то внезапно случился в стране поворот,
Всем приказано было смотреть на иные задачи,
А приятель не смог повернуть по команде "Вперед!".
Он умел только, то во что верил, а как же иначе...
Стаи лживых газетчиков хуже дворовых собак;
Он читал их брехню вечерами со мной, чуть не плача,
А потом возвращался к себе на чердак в полумрак.
Он умел только то, во что верил, а как же иначе...
Что такое в истории век или там полувек:
По масштабам таким и о гениях даже не плачут,
А приятель мой гением не был, он был человек.
По людски заболел он и умер, а как же иначе...
И осталось всего ничего, разве только холсты,
А на них неземные закаты, и лошади скачут.
Только в них от чего-то живет ожидание весны,
И весна непременно наступит, а как же иначе...
@темы: ок, допустим
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22.09.2007 в 01:23Художник... вообще я не очень люблю Макаревича, но эта песня - одна из тех двух его вещей, над которыми я плачу. прислать тебе вторую, будешь слушать?
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22.09.2007 в 01:41-
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22.09.2007 в 02:58ifolder.ru/3438446