Category Archives: Inspired

Tale of our existence.

I’ll be seeing you in all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces all day through
In that small cafe’, the park across the way
The children’s carousel, the chestnut trees, the wishing well

I’ll be seeing you in every lovely summer’s day
In everything that’s light and gay
I’ll always think of you that way
I’ll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I’ll be looking at the moon
But I’ll be seeing you

I’ll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I’ll be looking at the moon
But I’ll be seeing you

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You keep my secrets.

We used to lie beneath the stars at night
With our hands gripping each other tight

A temporary escape — Trying to find the in-between

Promises, swear them to the sky.

Facts all come with points of view.

Talking Heads – New York City – 1974

Alpha 60: ” You’ll become a legend “

Time is like a circle which is endlessly described.The declining arc is the past. The inclining arc is the future.

Sometimes reality is too complex for oral communication. But legend embodies it in a form which enables it to spread all over the world.

Everything has been said, provided words do not change their meanings, and meanings their words.

“Alpha 60” quotes from Alphaville. The movie.

Confusion in her eyes that says it all.

Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She’s lost control.
And she’s clinging to the nearest passer by,
She’s lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I’ve lost control again,
And of a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I’ve lost control again.

And she turned around and took me by the hand
And said I’ve lost control again.
And how I’ll never know just why or understand
She said I’ve lost control again.
And she screamed out kicking on her side
And said I’ve lost control again.
And seized up on the floor, I thought she’d die.
She said I’ve lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.

Well I had to phone her friend to state my case,
And say she’s lost control again.
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,
And said I’ve lost control again.
But she expressed herself in many different ways,
Until she lost control again.
And walked upon the edge of no escape,
And laughed I’ve lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.

I could live a little better with the myths and the lies,
When the darkness broke in, I just broke down and cried.
I could live a little in a wider line,
When the change is gone, when the urge is gone,
To lose control. When here we come.

Mick & Bianca Jagger.