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Dennis Hopper
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRHI_Bxmfgc&feature=youtube_gdata
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xlfnm9gV52w&NR=1
Inside The Actor's Studio Dennis HopperInside The Actor's Studio Dennis Hopper 1
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To Live Is To Fly - and - Feather by Feather
Nr.1 "To Live Is To Fly" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JGc2CvM0EQWe all got holes to fill And them holes are all that's real Some fall on you like a storm Sometimes you dig your own The choice is yours to make Time is yours to take Some dive into the sea Some toil upon the stone Well, to live's to fly awe low and high So shake the dust off of your wings And the sleep out of your eye Awe,shake the dust off of your wings And the tears out of your eyeNr.2 "Feather by Feather "
When they make the movie of your life
They're going to have to ask you
To do your own stunts
Because nobody nobody nobody
Could pull off the same shit as you
And still come out alright
They're going to have to ask you
To do your own stunts
Because nobody nobody nobody
Could pull off the same shit as you
And still come out alright
If you're losing your wings
Feather by feather
Love the way they whip away
On the wind
Feather by feather
Love the way they whip away
On the wind
And you are a fighter
You are a fighter
You are a fighter
And Kids got heart
Kids got heart
Kids got heart
You are a fighter
You are a fighter
And Kids got heart
Kids got heart
Kids got heart
Magic & Loss
http://www.metrolyrics.com/magic-and-loss-lyrics-lou-reed.html
don't put the flames out
There's a bit of magic in everything
and then some loss to even
There's a bit of magic in everything
and then some loss to even
tirsdag 16. mars 2010
mandag 15. mars 2010
The Desperate Ones
Brel:
Nina:
They hold each others hands
They walk without a sound
Down forgotten streets
Their shadows kiss the ground
Their footsteps
Sing a song
Tat's ended before it's begun
They walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Just like the tiptoe moth
That dance before the flame
They burn their hearts so much
That death is just a name
And if love calls again
So foolishly they run, they run, they run
They run, they run, they run, they run
They run without a sound
The desperate ones
I know the road tey're on
I've walked their crooked mile
A hundred times or more
I drank their cup of bile
They watch their dreams go down
Be hind the settin sun
Yeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Let he who threw the stone at them
Stand up and take a bow
He knows the verb "to love"
Beu he'll never, never, never know how
On the bridge of nevermore
They disappear one by one
Disappear without a sound
The desperate ones
And underneath the bridge
The water's sweet and deep
This is their journey's end
The land of endless sleep
They cry to us for help
We think it's all in fun,
They cry, they cry, they cry, they cry
Without a sound
They disappear without a sound
They walk without a sound without a sound
Disappear without a sound
Cry without a sound
Yai, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj
The desperate ones
They walk without a sound
Down forgotten streets
Their shadows kiss the ground
Their footsteps
Sing a song
Tat's ended before it's begun
They walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Just like the tiptoe moth
That dance before the flame
They burn their hearts so much
That death is just a name
And if love calls again
So foolishly they run, they run, they run
They run, they run, they run, they run
They run without a sound
The desperate ones
I know the road tey're on
I've walked their crooked mile
A hundred times or more
I drank their cup of bile
They watch their dreams go down
Be hind the settin sun
Yeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a sound
The desperate ones
Let he who threw the stone at them
Stand up and take a bow
He knows the verb "to love"
Beu he'll never, never, never know how
On the bridge of nevermore
They disappear one by one
Disappear without a sound
The desperate ones
And underneath the bridge
The water's sweet and deep
This is their journey's end
The land of endless sleep
They cry to us for help
We think it's all in fun,
They cry, they cry, they cry, they cry
Without a sound
They disappear without a sound
They walk without a sound without a sound
Disappear without a sound
Cry without a sound
Yai, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj
The desperate ones
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Leonard Cohen
I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.
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