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soo...wir ham ne neue katze :-) cleo, 6 monate echt goldisch! sie is rollig und macht die ganze zeit meinen kater an...nur der kann nich mehr, versuchts aber trotzdem...
tja sonst nix neues, ferien warn bis jetzt noch net arg spannend...nur gegammelt eig. wat soll man auch machen, keine party, nix!!
naja jetzt erstma des we weg...keine lust

death cab for cutie-wait

every town has a diner
where ill meet you and your friends too
things are just a bit nicer over some coffee
you can tell me all about your day
i dont know much about you
not that i want to
not that i want to
sometimes i cant escape from my room so excuse me
ill be just a little late
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
every town has a corner
where ill see you and your friends too
hanging out looking cool
saying the same things over and over again
sometimes we all feel stupid
we say the wrong things
youre not the only one
sometimes we all get left behind
in a race of style
its a dumb thing
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me

24.3.05 17:54


soo...wir ham ne neue katze :-) cleo, 6 monate echt goldisch! sie is rollig und macht die ganze zeit meinen kater an...nur der kann nich mehr, versuchts aber trotzdem...
tja sonst nix neues, ferien warn bis jetzt noch net arg spannend...nur gegammelt eig. wat soll man auch machen, keine party, nix!!
naja jetzt erstma des we weg...keine lust

death cab for cutie-wait

every town has a diner
where ill meet you and your friends too
things are just a bit nicer over some coffee
you can tell me all about your day
i dont know much about you
not that i want to
not that i want to
sometimes i cant escape from my room so excuse me
ill be just a little late
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
every town has a corner
where ill see you and your friends too
hanging out looking cool
saying the same things over and over again
sometimes we all feel stupid
we say the wrong things
youre not the only one
sometimes we all get left behind
in a race of style
its a dumb thing
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me

24.3.05 17:52


-kein kommentar-das lied spricht f?r sich...

THE STREETS - It's Too Late

She said meet me at the gates at 8
Leave now don't be late
She said one day she'd walk away cos I'm always late
Thought things were ok
Didnt care though anyway
Say sorry babe, I had to meet a mate, tempting fate
We first met through a shared view, she loved me and I did too
It's now 7:50 getting ready better be nifty
Do my hair quickly, step out it's cloudy
Mate bells me to borrow money, I got two Henry's and a dealer to
pay
Call up on geezers to rid these green trees of my reeking jeans
Got a you think I care outglaring geezers stares
I'm here and I'm there
Couldn't see past the end of my beer
What was getting near, all the silence after the cheers

[Chorus]

She said meet me at the gates
Don't be late, but pretty soon the day came for change
And I was glad she never walked away
So Im choosing what to wear, doing my hair with an hour to spare
When my life went pear, she'd been there with a thick stare
Big wheel climed to the top, geezer scares bounced off
Standing at the top of this huge mountain, smiling and shouting
Spring flowers sprouting, not one inch of doubt in my mind as I
reached the gates
Came round the corner at a rate
Risked her love but Im gonna set things straight
Never again am I gonna be late
Never again am I gonna be late
Never again am I gonna be late

[Chorus]

I said meet me at the gates
Leave now don't be late
I waited for a while listening to her voicemail, mind set sail
Then the facts turned me pale, wind rain and hail
My fears unveiled, for my fair female
She'd walked away, too little too late
I step up the pace, walk past the gates, rain runs over my face
Spirit falls from grace
I purchase a hazy escape at the alcohol place in the chase
Sat down I got a fat frown
Weaping and drowning my senses
For this love game's expensive
I walk in a trance
Gort a wounded soldier stance
The everyday geezers stares throw me off balance
Now nothing holds significance
And nothing holds relavance
'Cause the only thing I can see is her elagance

13.3.05 17:05


in gedenken an..mh...ich nenn sie herbert.

oh man, ich hab grade eine fliege ermordet...das bl?de vieh is einfach die ganze zeit um meine lampe geflogen (son lampenschirm aus stoff...) tjaa, und dann hab ich mein biobuch genommen und...sie hat sich sogar geputzt, das hei?t bestimmt dass sie mir vertraut hat...und ich habe sie kaltbl?tig umgebracht...hilfe, was bin ich nur f?r ein schlechter mensch...aber es hatn komisches ger?usch gemacht als ich zugeschlagen hab...ihre beine haben auch noch gezappelt...mannoman...ein traumatisches erlebnis...
10.3.05 19:59


hach das wetter ist so toll! es wird fr??hling! und ich war grad joggen...war toll! sonst nix neues zu erz?hlen. muss am wochenende einfach sau viel lernen:-/ keine lust...

heute zur einstimmung auf den fr?hling zus?tzlich ein kleines gedicht:

Fr?hling


Nun ist er endlich kommen doch
In gr?nem Knospenschuh;
"Er kam, er kam ja immer noch"
Die B?ume nicken sich's zu.

Sie konnten ihn all erwarten kaum,
Nun treiben sie Schu? auf Schu?;
Im Garten der alte Apfelbaum,
Er str?ubt sich, aber er mu?.


Wohl z?gert auch das alte Herz
Und atmet noch nicht frei,
Es bangt und sorgt; "Es ist erst M?rz,
Und M?rz ist noch nicht Mai."


O sch?ttle ab den schweren Traum
Und die lange Winterruh:
Es wagt es der alte Apfelbaum,
Herze, wag's auch du.
(Theodor Fontane)
:-)

(hoffentlich bringts was)
10.3.05 17:45


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