And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget That history puts a saint in every dream

fredag, desember 14, 2007


There's a blue eyed girl with a red bow tie and a string of pearls with one good eye in a rainy town the chimney smoke will cur lno one likes clowns on the other side of the world and the children know she'll never let me go. there's a one legged priest that tangos with the farmers wife Beauty and the beast is taking her own life and a tear on a letter back home turns into a lake of your own and a crow turns into a girl on the other side of the world and she tastes like the sea and she's waiting for me in the spring the weeds will show that he brought back the only rose and he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world. And I drink champagne from your thin blue veins She visits his grave wearing her mother's shawl should I shave or end it all. There's an old sailor song that the children knowas their fingers curl around the other side of the world on a bone white mare lost in Kathleen's hair in the spring the weeds will show that he brought back the only rose and he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world.







2 Kommentarer:

Blogger Line sa ...

night on earth! fin tekst... og de bildene skulle jo jeg blogge om. nu skal jeg rusle ned ullevålsalleen og treffe pappa. han har vært i københavn. neil young skal spille i københavn. skal vi dit?

7:33 p.m.

 
Blogger M. sa ...

selvfølgelig skal vi dit. han ringte akkurat. tom blir med.

10:29 p.m.

 

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