Donnerstag, 26. Dezember 2013
Donnerstag, 19. Dezember 2013
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That's the problem with being the strong one. No one offers you a hand.
Mittwoch, 18. Dezember 2013
Montag, 9. Dezember 2013
hallelujah
Well I've heard there was a secret chord
David played and pleased the Lord
but you don't really care for music, do you?
well it goes like this:
the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah
Well your faith was strong, but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
and she tied you to the kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Oh baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
you know I used to live alone before I knew you
and I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Well there was a time when you let me know
whats really going on below
but now you never show that to me, do you?
and remember when I moved in you
the holy dove was moving to
and every breath we drew was hallelujah
Well maybe theres a god above
but all I've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
and it's not a cry you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
David played and pleased the Lord
but you don't really care for music, do you?
well it goes like this:
the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah
Well your faith was strong, but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
and she tied you to the kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Oh baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
you know I used to live alone before I knew you
and I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Well there was a time when you let me know
whats really going on below
but now you never show that to me, do you?
and remember when I moved in you
the holy dove was moving to
and every breath we drew was hallelujah
Well maybe theres a god above
but all I've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
and it's not a cry you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
mad world
all around me are familiar faces
worn out places, worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going nowhere, going nowhere
their tears are filling up their glasses
no expression, no expression
hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow
no tomorrow, no tomorrow
and I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
the dreams in which I'm dying
are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
cause I find it hard to take
when people run in circles
it's a very very
mad world
worn out places, worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going nowhere, going nowhere
their tears are filling up their glasses
no expression, no expression
hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow
no tomorrow, no tomorrow
and I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
the dreams in which I'm dying
are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
cause I find it hard to take
when people run in circles
it's a very very
mad world
fremde
Ich heb mein Glas und salutier dir Universum. Dir ist ganz egal, ob und wer ich bin. Du bist ungerecht und deshalb voller Hoffnung. Ich setze alles und warte auf den Wind.
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