Monday, November 09, 2009

brighter sides to life


and if you must go to work tomorrow
(well, if I were you I wouldn't bother:
for there are brighter sides to life,
and I should know, because I've seen them;
but not very often)



"... I decree today that life
Is simply taking and not giving
England is mine - it owes me a living
But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
Oh, ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore
No, we cannot cling to those dreams

Does the body rule the mind,
Or does the mind rule the body?
I don´t know ...

Under the iron bridge we kissed
And although I ended up with sore lips
It just wasn't like the old days anymore
No, it wasn't like those days
Am I still ill? Oh ...
Am I still ill? Oh ...

Does the body rule the mind,
Or does the mind rule the body?
I don´t know...

Ask me why, and I'll die
Oh, ask me why, and I'll die

And if you must go to work tomorrow
(Well, if I were you I wouldn't bother:
For there are brighter sides to life,
And I should know, because I've seen them;
But not very often ...

Under the iron bridge we kissed
And although I ended up with sore lips
It just wasn't like the old days anymore
No, it wasn't like those days

Am I still ill? Oh ...
Oh, am I still ill? Oh ..."

"Still Ill" by The Smiths

Monday, November 02, 2009

a matter of time




"... Sitting on a beach declaring my intentions
Trying to find a way to focus your affection
In a matter of time I know I'll find it
In a matter of time I know I'll find it

Here's another name to add to your collection
He lacks in desire what I lack in direction
In a matter of time I know I'll find it
In a matter of time I know I'll find it

'Cos there ain't no easy way out
Of the whirlpool ride
No there ain't no way to get out
Once you've put your heart in

Picking up the pieces, putting them together
Trying to find a reason for my strange behaviour
In a matter of time I know I'll find it
In a matter of time I know I'll find it

The fever comes and never dies
It burns my brain and blurs my eyes
Alhough I wasn't born to fight
I know I'll find it in me
I ride the train back home again
This lonely journey never ends
But if I need the strength to sing
I know I'll find it in me

Never mind, cause I never done right
And the face I like
Doesn't shine anymore, anymore

Any more ..."

by 'The Leisure Society'