Monday, November 29, 2010

Henry Lee.

Detta är två av dom vackraste människorna i hela världen.
Och låten är helt underbar. Blir inte bättre än såhär.

Sunday, November 28, 2010


Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that shes half crazy
But thats why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from china
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That youve always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For youve touched her perfect body with your mind.

And jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe youll trust him
For hes touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now suzanne takes you hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From salvation army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For shes touched your perfect body with her mind.

Winter tales

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bilder från i fredags & lördags

Friday, November 26, 2010

Mer snö.


Wednesday, November 24, 2010

don't worry honey i always drive this fast

listen, who's driving, you or me?
it's me, so shut up and let me be
there's a whiskey bottle in the glove box
and Camel Plains, you have to tap them on the top
listen, listen to that, baby-doll
hear that? my favourite part of all
so turn the music up full blast
and don't worry, honey, I always drive this fast
then, just before Monte Carlo
what happened, well that's the final blow
the Jaguar left the bitumen
and somersaulted into a ditch with them
and while they lay there racked with pain
the radio kept on blaring out this refrain
at dawn, they'll use a spoon to scrape up their remains

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

just like the river