Der Song zum Tag
Schön ist’s wenn Songs passen. Es ist Mittwoch, mitten in der Nacht und ich tue einfach so, als ob ich den Abend Numismatik gelernt und nicht etwa eine weitere verdammt spannende Folge Prison Break geguckt hätte (Johnny, dafür wirst du büßen!)
Naja. Wie immer poste ich die Sachen, wenn sie schon jeder gepostet hat; deshalb hier der neue Slut Song über Mittwöche:
Black are the Gesture of Yours
Black is the Way to lead your Life
Black are the Dresses You wear
Black are the Days beneath Your Sunlight
Another Riddle, Another Wall
Another Task, Another Call for Love and Help from allWill be Wednesday when You’re leaving, with a lot of Questions
If I could only see them, I just see your ReflectionsThere’s a hundered million people the whole wide World is sleeping now
Black is the Look in your Eyes
Black is the White beneath your Skin
Black are the Words that we might say
Black is the river that we swimming while grinningWill be Wednesday when You’re leaving with a lot of Questions
If I could only see them, I just see your ReflectionsThere’s a hundered million people having their opinion each - and the whole wide World is going to sleep
There I stand with my fairy eyes - those empty eyes - indeed
Black is the Look in your Eyes
Black is the White beneath your SkinSo come on, come on and let me know, if there is nothing left to go or hide from what´s outside, if we go or hide from what’s outside
Will be Wednesday when You’re leaving with a lot of Questions
If I could only see you, just see your Reflection
Here I stand with my opinion as empty as a boy can be- and the whole wide World is falling all asleep
In dem Sinne: Gute Nacht!
