liebe lieder.
diza - am Dienstag, 13. Januar 2004, 14:45 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
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...and listen, about those bitter songs you sing;
they’re not helping anything,
they won’t make you strong...
♪
they’re not helping anything,
they won’t make you strong...
♪
diza - am Donnerstag, 8. Januar 2004, 17:38 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
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My heart is yours to fill or burst
to break or bury, or wear as jewelery
Whichever you prefer
♥
to break or bury, or wear as jewelery
Whichever you prefer
♥
Kitsch, oh Kitsch du hast mich und ich hab dich gern.
Vielleicht liegts ja am Neocitran.
Vielleicht liegts ja am Neocitran.
diza - am Donnerstag, 1. Januar 2004, 19:42 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
Bright Eyes - First Day of My Life
This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain
Suddenly everything changed their spread
Blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
I don't know where I am
I don't know where I've been
But I know where I want to go
So I thought I'd let you know
That these things take forever, I especially am slow
But I realized how I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
I remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed,
You felt as if you just woke up
And you said, this is the first day of my life
Glad I didn't die befor I met you
Now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy
So if you wanna be with me
With these things there is no telling, we'll just have to wait and see
But I'd rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time it's different
I mean, I really think you like me
This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain
Suddenly everything changed their spread
Blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
I don't know where I am
I don't know where I've been
But I know where I want to go
So I thought I'd let you know
That these things take forever, I especially am slow
But I realized how I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
I remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed,
You felt as if you just woke up
And you said, this is the first day of my life
Glad I didn't die befor I met you
Now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy
So if you wanna be with me
With these things there is no telling, we'll just have to wait and see
But I'd rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time it's different
I mean, I really think you like me
diza - am Montag, 22. September 2003, 15:52 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
Magnetic Fields - I don't want to get over you
I don't want to get over you
I guess I could take a sleeping pill and sleep at will
and not have to go through what i go through
I guess I should take Prozac, right
and just smile all night at somebody new -
somebody not too bright but sweet and kind
who would try to get you off my mind
I could leave this agony behind,
which is just what I'd do if I wanted to
but I don't want to get over you
'Cause I don't want to get over love
I could listen to my therapist, pretend you don't exist
and not have to dream of what I dream of
I could listen to all my friends and go out again
and pretend it's enough
or I could make a career out of being blue
I could dress in black and read Camus,
smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth
like I was 17, that would be a scream
but I don't want to get over you
I don't want to get over you
I guess I could take a sleeping pill and sleep at will
and not have to go through what i go through
I guess I should take Prozac, right
and just smile all night at somebody new -
somebody not too bright but sweet and kind
who would try to get you off my mind
I could leave this agony behind,
which is just what I'd do if I wanted to
but I don't want to get over you
'Cause I don't want to get over love
I could listen to my therapist, pretend you don't exist
and not have to dream of what I dream of
I could listen to all my friends and go out again
and pretend it's enough
or I could make a career out of being blue
I could dress in black and read Camus,
smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth
like I was 17, that would be a scream
but I don't want to get over you
diza - am Dienstag, 16. September 2003, 14:58 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
Mary Lou Lord - Camden Town Rain
She's pretty on the inside,
she's pretty on the outside,
I hope she's got the heart to back it up.
shes gotta a whole whole lot of style
shes got everything I lack
she stole my dawn before my day began -
let her keep it, I don't want it back.
Shes your sister, you're her brother,
don't ask for any other.
Shes your best friend and your lover
She don't fade.
She's got your smile in her locket
as shes walking in the Camden Town rain.
Shes easy to look at
but still so hard to see.
Snow white tan - she'll bitch at her fans
in a dress from Agnes B.
And I was sleepin' on some bus while she was
sleeping in your arms.
She got Four seasons and Hyatts,
while all I got at daybreak
was a view from a Greyhound.
But if east is east and west is west
I double dare you don't confess
The heaven's shoe he promised you
is often less than what you get
and what you might have expected.
So I guess I'll end it here,
cause your love for her is clear.
The wedding ring, and lovely things
to keep throughout the years.
And theres nothing left to say
and theres nothing left to do
But keep in mind, from time to time
I'll always think the world of you.
She's pretty on the inside,
she's pretty on the outside,
I hope she's got the heart to back it up.
shes gotta a whole whole lot of style
shes got everything I lack
she stole my dawn before my day began -
let her keep it, I don't want it back.
Shes your sister, you're her brother,
don't ask for any other.
Shes your best friend and your lover
She don't fade.
She's got your smile in her locket
as shes walking in the Camden Town rain.
Shes easy to look at
but still so hard to see.
Snow white tan - she'll bitch at her fans
in a dress from Agnes B.
And I was sleepin' on some bus while she was
sleeping in your arms.
She got Four seasons and Hyatts,
while all I got at daybreak
was a view from a Greyhound.
But if east is east and west is west
I double dare you don't confess
The heaven's shoe he promised you
is often less than what you get
and what you might have expected.
So I guess I'll end it here,
cause your love for her is clear.
The wedding ring, and lovely things
to keep throughout the years.
And theres nothing left to say
and theres nothing left to do
But keep in mind, from time to time
I'll always think the world of you.
diza - am Montag, 30. Juni 2003, 00:21 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
Ani DiFranco - Untouchable Face
![[ani difranco]](https://static.twoday-test.net/diza/images/ani difranco.jpg "[ani difranco]")
Think I'm going for a walk now
I feel a little unsteady
I don't want noone to follow me
except maybe you
I could make you happy, you know
if you weren't already
I could do a lot of things
and I do
Tell you the truth I prefer the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half
she's not really my type
but I think you two are forever
and I hate to say it, but you're perfect together
So fuck you
and your untouchable face
fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am I
that I should be vying for your touch
who am I
bet you can't even tell me that much
2:30 in the morning
my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbowes with the moon
safe haven of the sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down top 20 country songs
Out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind
you know I really don't look forward
to seeing you again
You look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and I won't know what to do
and I won't know what to say
Except fuck you...
I see you when I'm so perplexed
what was I thinking
what will I think of next
where can I hide
in the back room there's a lamp
that hangs over the pool table
and the fan that's on it swings
gently side to side
there's a changing constellation
of balls as we are playing
I see orion and say nothing
the only thing I can think of saying is
Fuck you...
Think I'm going for a walk now
I feel a little unsteady
I don't want noone to follow me
except maybe you
I could make you happy, you know
if you weren't already
I could do a lot of things
and I do
Tell you the truth I prefer the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half
she's not really my type
but I think you two are forever
and I hate to say it, but you're perfect together
So fuck you
and your untouchable face
fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am I
that I should be vying for your touch
who am I
bet you can't even tell me that much
2:30 in the morning
my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbowes with the moon
safe haven of the sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down top 20 country songs
Out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind
you know I really don't look forward
to seeing you again
You look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and I won't know what to do
and I won't know what to say
Except fuck you...
I see you when I'm so perplexed
what was I thinking
what will I think of next
where can I hide
in the back room there's a lamp
that hangs over the pool table
and the fan that's on it swings
gently side to side
there's a changing constellation
of balls as we are playing
I see orion and say nothing
the only thing I can think of saying is
Fuck you...
diza - am Samstag, 28. Juni 2003, 13:42 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
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...und das seit cirka einer Woche.
Jeff Buckley † - Hallelujah
(1994, im Original von Leonard Cohen)
I heard there was a secret chord
That david played and it pleased the lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you
Well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah ....
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah .... .
Baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah ....
Well there was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah
Well, maybe there’s a god above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
It’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah ....
Jeff Buckley † - Hallelujah
(1994, im Original von Leonard Cohen)
I heard there was a secret chord
That david played and it pleased the lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you
Well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah ....
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah .... .
Baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah ....
Well there was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah
Well, maybe there’s a god above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
It’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah ....
diza - am Montag, 26. Mai 2003, 21:10 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
