Lieblingsmusik & Musikvideos - Best Of! (Teil 3)

Passat · Beitrag Mo., 27.02.2012, 19:20

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TwoFace · Beitrag Mi., 29.02.2012, 05:56

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Tröterich · Beitrag Mi., 29.02.2012, 13:41

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TwoFace · Beitrag Do., 01.03.2012, 06:48

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When I grow old,
And my memory,
Leads me deep into the fog where it abandons me,
Will you remind me,
Who I used to be,
When I was younger?

When I am old,
And the hands of time,
Have ravaged all the remnants of my fragile mind,
Will you still tell me,
How it used to be,
When I was stronger?

If time is cruel,
And it takes away,
All the recollections of my younger days,
Please help me reminisce,
All these past events,
When days were brighter.

And years from now,
When I can't recall,
The faces and the names I used to know so well,
Promise you'll help me,
Regain those memories,
When my load was lighter.

When we were young,
And the world seemed,
Full of nothing else but possibility,
I still remember,
Blankets of whispers,
That said forever.

But if autumn comes,
And your love for me,
Has withered like the leaves that fall from every tree,
Will you lie to me,
So I can still believe,
You still love me?
You still love me?

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The cruelest year
Stole lives too young
And many more still
In the balance hung

We couldn’t breathe
Try as we might
Fragile as feedback
Hopeless as the night

But the course has run
The damage done
The slate wiped clean again'

The cruelest year
Tore lives apart
Its greedy fingers
Rending blameless hearts

This empty space
Where once loved dwelled
Razed to foundations
Left an empty shell

But the course has run
The damage done
The slate wiped clean again

The cruelest year
Left us behind
The mangled wreckage
Of our lives entwined

We bore the scars
Mistakes we made
The walking wounded
In a grim parade

But the course has run
The damage done
The slate wiped clean again

Themis · Beitrag Do., 01.03.2012, 08:06

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When I grow up, I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That’s what I’ll do, throwing out boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me

When I grow up, I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That’s what i’ll have staring at the seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me

I put my soul in what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
with dark eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way bad, I never liked a sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

I’m very good with plants
When my friends are away
they let me keep the soil moist
On the seventh day I rest
for a minute or two
then back on my feet and cry for you oooh oh

You’ve got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothing
waiting for a moment to arise
The face in the ceiling and arms too long
I wait for him to catch me

Waiting for you to embrace me