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Echter FU Song eben...

Millencolin - Ray

Hey, what the hell do you want me to do? Hey, does it
look like I'm static to you? Well, you might look twice
cause I'm moving.
OK, you see that I can walk which is good, but still you're
trying to make me talk like you would. Your intention's
nice, you're improving.

For all you know you're doing fine, but I guess it shows
shows that even jewelry that's fake do shine.

So shut your mouth now big boy, I'm just myself not your
toy. It's in my nature to be changing.
Now is it so hard to see? You can not make me to be
someone who never will be changing.

So what the hell do you want me to say? Another halting
rhyme, another cliche. Well, you might be right this one
time. You take for granted I'm your servant subdued. It
doesn't make sense to me, but to you. So here's one
last bright make shift rhyme.

For all you know I'm just a fool, but I guess that shows
that you can not judge the dog just by it's drool.

I'm losing you for a big smile on my face. You're nothing
new and not hard to replace. I'm losing you but I'm not
losing ground.
So Peekaboo! And you won't be around.

Cause I change with time and that's not a crime.
Someone like you can not derange me. Yeah, I change
with time and that's not a crime.
It's in my nature to be changing.

feine lyrics - ich mag die sehr gerne

NICKELBACK - Photograph

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if It's too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life's better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it

So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me

Bei dem Song muss ich ehrlich wirklich immer mit den Tränen kämpfen, einfach weil ich den Text wirklich nahegehend finde.

Eminem - When I'm Gone

[Intro]
Yeah
It’s my life
But all in words I guess

[Verse 1]
Have you ever loved someone so much you’d give an arm for?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
When they know they are your heart
And you know you are their armor
And you will destroy anyone who will try to harm her
But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you
And everything you stand for turns on you to spite you
What happens when you become the main source of her pain
“Daddy look what I made?”
“Dad’s gotta go catch a plane”
“Daddy where’s mommy? I can’t find mommy, where is she?”
I don’t know, go play, Hailie baby your daddy’s busy.
Daddy’s writin’a
song, this song ain’t gon’ write itself
I give you one underdog, then you gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother who’s a spittin’ image of her
That’s slim shady, yeah baby slim shady’s crazy
Shady made me, but tonight, Shady’s rock-a-bye baby

[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain, just smile back

[Verse 2]
I keep havin’ this dream – I’m pushin’ hailie on the swings she keeps screamin’
She don’t want me to sing, “You’re makin mommy cry, why, why’s mommy crying?”
Baby, Daddy ain’t leavin’ no more,
“Daddy you're lying,
You always say that, you always say this is the last time,
but you ain’t leavin’ no more, Daddy you’re mine!”
She’s piling boxes in front of the door tryin’ to block it,
“Daddy please daddy don’t leave daddy no, stop it!”
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket, it’s got a picture,
“This’ll keep you safe daddy, take it wit ya”
I look up, it’s just me standin in the mirror, these fucking walls must be talkin coz man I can hear ‘em
They sayin you got one more chance to do right, and it’s tonight,
Now go out there and show ‘em that you love ‘em ‘for its too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door it turns to a stage, they’re gone
And the spotlight is on and I’m singin…

[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain, just smile back

[Verse 3]
Sixty thousand people, all jumpin’ out their seat
The curtain closes, they’re throwing roses at my feet
I take a bow, “and thank you all for comin’ out”
They’re screamin so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
I glance down, I don’t believe what I’m seein’,
“Daddy it’s me! Help mommy her wrists are bleedin’”
But baby we’re in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?!
“I followed you daddy, you told me that you wern’t leavin
You lied to me dad, and now you made mommy sad
And I bought you this coin
It says "number 1 dad", that’s all I wanted
I just wanna give you this coin
I get the point, fine, me and mommy are gone”
But baby wait-
“its too late dad, you made your choice. Now go out there and show ‘em that you love ‘em more than us
That’s what they want
They want you marshall, they keep
screamin your name, it’s no wonder you can’t go to sleep.
Just take another pill, yeah I bet ya you will
You rap about it. Yeah word,CAN'T keep it real”
I hear applause, all this time I couldn’t see
How could it be that the curtain is closing on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it,
put it to my brain, scream ‘die Shady!’ and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes,
The plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
That’s when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin',
There’s birds singin’, it’s spring and
Hailie’s out side swingin’
I walk right up to Kim and kiss her, tell her I miss her
Hailie just smiles and winks at her lil sister, almost as if to say-

[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain, just smile back.

Zum Heulen

The Starting Line - Piano Song

Her life was more than mine,
Like a proud shooting star into the night,
She crashed through the airwaves and ripped like a knife.
It was a bad disease; her searching was over, over.
Hold on to the light that guides you,
Hold on to the air that cools you,
Hold on, hold on to me
Her mind steadfast through time,
Her family stood by trying hard not to cry,
With patience and virtue, kept strong through the night, oh.
She never fell to her knees, her searching was over, over.
Hold on to the light that guides you,
Hold on to the air that cools you,
Hold on, hold on to me
Hold on to the light that guides you,
Hold on to the air that cools you,
Hold on, hold on to me
And then my eyes stretched out,
As I saw her hand slip away
Hold on to the light that guides you,
Hold on to the air that cools you,
Hold on, hold on to me
Hold on to the light that guides you,
Hold on to the air that cools you,
Hold on, hold on to me

Der Text hat mich frueher (mit meinen noch nich sooo tollen english kenntnissen) voll fasziniert und ich verbind das mit echt schoenen sachen

Cutting Crew - I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight

I keep looking for something I can't get
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle
Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss
I should've walked away, I should`ve walked away

Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface I'm a name on a list
I try to be discreet, but then blow it again
I've lost and found, it's my final mistake
She's loving by proxy, no give and all take
'cos I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must been some kind of kiss
I should`ve walked away, I should've walked away

It was a long hot night
She made it easy, she made it feel right
But now it's over the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head, I knew I was wrong

Oh I, I just died in your arms...

Ein Lied das ich vor ein paar Tagen beim Zappen zufällig auf VIVA/MTV gehört hab...eine der gefühlvollsten Balladen die ich in der letzten Zeit gehört habe...Gänsehaut-Lied

SIMPLE PLAN - Untitled

I open my eyes
I try to see but I’m blinded by the white light
I can’t remember how
I can’t remember why
I’m lying here tonight

And I can’t stand the pain
And I can’t make it go away
No I can’t stand the pain

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Everybody’s screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I’m slipping off the edge
I’m hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can’t explain what happened
And I can’t erase the things that I’ve done
No I can’t

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes
I’ve got no where to run
The night goes on
As I’m fading away
I’m sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

young lust Pink floyd

I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.
Will some cold woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

(Telefonklingel...Hörer wird abgenommen)
"Hello..?"
"Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd.
Will you accept the charges from United States?"
(Hörer wird auf die Gabel geworfen)
"Oh, He hung up! That's your residence, right? I wonder why he hung up?
Is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?"
(Telefon schellt erneut...Hörer wird abgenommen)
"Hello?"
"This is united states calling, are we reaching...
(unterbrochen durch Auflegen des Telefons)
"See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering."
(Besetztzeichen)



Ich bin neu hier,
fremd in dieser Stadt.
Wo ist hier was los?
Wer führt diesen Fremden mal rum?
Ooooh, ich brauche eine schmutzige Frau.
Ooooh, ich brauche ein Mädchen.
Mag mir irgendein kühles Weib in dieser Einöde
das Gefühl geben, ein Mann zu sein?
Schnapp dir diesen Rock and Roll Flüchtling
Ooo, Baby, laß mich frei.
Ooooh, ich brauche eine schmutzige Frau.
Ooooh, ich brauche ein Mädchen.
(Telefonklingel...Hörer wird abgenommen)
"Hallo..?"
"Ja, ein R-Gespräch für Mrs. Floyd von Mr. Floyd.
Akzeptieren Sie die Gebühren aus den United States?"
(Hörer wird auf die Gabel geworfen)
"Oh, Er hat aufgelegt! Das ist Ihre Wohnung, nicht? Ich
frage mich, warum er aufgelegt hat?
Darf man vermuten, daß noch jemand anderes neben Ihrer Frau da ist, der abnimmt?"
(Telefon schellt erneut...Hörer wird abgenommen)
"Hello?"
"Ein Gespräch aus den Vereinigten Staaten, ist dort...
(unterbrochen durch Auflegen des Telefons)
"Sehen Sie, sie legt auf, und es ist ein Mann der antwortet."
(Besetztzeichen)


und damit ihr auch was zu hören habt

Hör mich

Onkel Hotte - Im Fruehtau die Zwerge

Im Frühtau die Zwerge, sie gehn, fallera
sie taumeln, sie schwanken und sie gröhln, fallera
Ja seht, wie krumm sie laufen,
denn gestern war'n sie saufen.
Ihr kennt das, Ihr wart das ja auch schon mal . . .

Vom Freibier die Zwerge, sie kommn, lallalla
zu einer andern Kneipe wolln sie ziehn, lallalla
Sie sind grad rausgeflogen,
weil sie sich nackt auszogen.
Der Suff macht sie alle pervers, trallalla . . .

Im Frühtau die Zwerge bleibn stehn, fallera
Sie kotzen in die Büsche und die Seen, fallera
Was soll man dazu sagen,
sie könn halt nichts vertragen.
Naja Zwerge sind nun mal blöd, fallera ...

(Gut es ist sinnbefreit, aber ab und an brauch ich eine Dosis Schwachsinn. )

Annett Louisan - die katze


du hast sie gefunden jetzt liegt es bei dir
dich um sie zu kümmern
wer weiß vielleicht schnurrt sie dafür
sie kommt und sie geht
wann immer sie will
sie räkelt sich in deinen Laken aus
weichem Flanell
sie spielt mit der Beute
zieht nie mit der Meute sie kuscht nicht
sie zählt deine Mäuse sie mordet sie leise und gründlich

nein, sie wird dir nie gehör’n
doch du streichelst sie so gern
das weiß sie ganz genau
miau

Sie krallt sich dein Kissen und thront arrogant
sie frißt dir die Haare vom Kopf
aber nie aus der Hand
willst du sie dir greifen faucht sie
rühr mich nicht an
hast du absolut keine Zeit für sie
schleicht sie sich an
sie fällt auf die Pfoten
sie spielt nicht nach Noten, sie sträubt sich
du kannst sie nicht führen und auch nicht dressier’n
sie spurt nicht

nein, sie wird dir nie gehör’n
doch du streichelst sie so gern
das weiß sie ganz genau
miau

sie spielt mit der Beute
zieht nie mit der Meute sie kuscht nicht
sie zählt deine Mäuse sie mordet sie leise und gründlich

nein, sie wird dir nie gehör’n
doch du streichelst sie so gern
das weiß sie ganz genau
miau

nein, sie wird dir nie gehör’n
doch du streichelst sie so gern
das weiß sie ganz genau
miau

Bob Dylan - Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands


With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last,
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who among them do they think could carry you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Who among them would try to impress you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Who among them do you think could resist you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever, ever persuade you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Wunderschöner Akkustiksong der Deutschrocker.
@Sjille
Jaha, Simple Plan Untitled ist echt gut, wie eigentlich die kompletten Alben. Wenns dir gefallen hat, hör dir mal Perfect von der selben Band an.

Muff Potter - Bring dich doch selbst nach Haus

Ich bin diesen Weg schon mal gerannt
Ich hab mir diese Finger schon mal verbrannt
Es ist genau wie letztes Jahr
Als ich noch jünger und mein Fell noch dünner war
Hoffnung auf allen Vieren
Es wird nicht mehr passieren
Da oben wo du wohnst
Wohnt auch die Angst
Du schaust mich an und tust dir leid
Und ich hab keine Zeit

Bring dich doch selbst nach Haus
Bring dich doch selbst nach Haus
Löffel deine Suppe alleine aus
Und bring dich selbst nach Haus.

Dieses Spiel geht schon zu lang
Die Regeln sind alt, die Karten uninteressant
Es ist genau wie letztes Jahr
Als ich noch mindestens 10 Jahre jünger war
Was fällt dir eigentlich ein
Hier so einfach reinzuschneien
Mit den alten Sachen
Die alles schlimmer machen
Du schaust mich an und tust dir leid
Und ich hab keine Zeit dafür

Bring dich doch selbst nach Haus
Bring dich doch selbst nach Haus
Löffel deine Suppe alleine aus
Und bring dich selbst nach Haus.
Löffel deine Suppe alleine aus
Und bring dich selbst nach Haus.

Wunderschöner Song, perfekt zum schlafnahen Zustand.

Jack Johnson - Gone

Well look at all those fancy clothes
But these could keep us warm
Just like those.
And what about your soul
Is it cold
Is it straight from the mold
And ready to be sold.

And cars and phones and diamond rings
Bling, bling
Those are only removable things
And what about your mind
Does it shine or
Are there things that concern you more
Than your time

Gone going
Gone everything
Gone give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don’t want to sing
Gone people
All awkward with their things
Gone

Well look at you out to make a deal
You try to be appealing but you lose your appeal
And what about those shoes you’re in today
They’ll do no good
On the bridges you burnt along the way

You’re willing to sell anything
Gone with your herd
Leave your footprints
And we’ll shame them with our words

Gone people
All carefull and consumed
Gone
Gone going
Gone everything
Gone give a damn
Gone be the birds if they don’t want to sing
Gone people
All awkward with their things
Gone

Bob Dylan - Man in the Long Black Coat

Crickets are chirpin', the water is high,
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry,
Window wide open, African trees
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze.
Not a word of goodbye, note even a note,
She gone with the man
In the long black coat.

Somebody seen him hanging around
At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town,
He looked into her eyes when she stopped to ask
If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask.
Somebody said from the Bible he'd quote
There was dust on the man
In the long black coat.

Preacher was a talkin' there's a sermon he gave,
He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved,
You cannot depend on it to be your guide
When it's you who must keep it satisfied.
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat,
She gave her heart to the man
In the long black coat.

There are no mistakes in life some people say
It is true sometimes you can see it that way.
Bridge: But people don't live or die, people just float.
She went with the man
In the long black coat.

There's smoke on the water, it's been there since June,
Tree trunks uprooted, 'neath the high crescent moon
Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force
Somebody is out there beating the dead horse.
She never said nothing there was nothing she wrote,
She gone with the man
In the long black coat.

Ein seichter Klassiker, der mir beim Hoeren im Radio aber immer Sommergefuehle macht (und die brauch ich gerade)

Don Henley - The Boys of Summer

Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not at home

But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream
Now I don't understand what happened to our love
But babe, I'm gonna get you back
I'm gonna show you what I'm made of

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
I see you walkin' real slow and you're smilin' at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

Out on the road today, I saw a DEADHEAD sticker on a Cadillac
A little voice Inside my head said, "Don't look back. You can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but-

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and those Wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

Emerson, Lake & Palmer - Burning Bridges

Miles away
The light in the distance looks miles away
Tired of resistance and turned away
Going back to the holy land
Last night your anger was born again
Carry the torch in your heart
And your anger on the vine
Still buried in your pride

And when the morning sighs
And when the rains fall dry
Scarring the mountainside
They burn the bridges down
And when the laughter dies
Can’t you see beyond the lines
Waving the last goodbye
Gonna burn these bridges down

Home again
Marching in circles, we’re home again
Carry the torch in your heart
And your anger on the vine
Still buried in your pride

And when the morning sighs
And when the rains fall dry
Scarring the mountainside
They burn the bridges down
And when the laughter dies
Can’t you see beyond the lines
Waving the last goodbye
Gonna burn these bridges down

Mest - Burning Bridges

It was a late Thursday night,
When I decided to write this song,
Just me, bow wow, my dirty floor,
All the herb is gone,
Everyone's asleep,
But the TV is still on,
Debating the past 3 years,
What I did right and wrong,

So tell me is this world we live in alright?
Why does every conversation end in a fight?
Why does every fight keep us apart tonight?
Cause I'm trying to see the sun rise today.

I've been burning bridges,
always burning bridges.

Just took a life,
But do you know,
At twenty-two,
I've learned that i need to know,
I've made mistakes,
I've burned a bridge,
Apologize? What?
There's only one life to live,
When everybody's gone,
And the radio's still on,
That's when I realize,
Until I need to carry on,

So tell me is this world we live in alright?
Why does every conversation end in a fight?
Why does every fight keep us apart tonight?
Cause I'm trying to see the sun rise today.

I've been burning bridges,
always burning bridges.

I've been burning bridges,
I'm looking at the loss this time,
Always burning bridges,
These last three years.

Tell me is this world we live in alright?
Why does every conversation end in a fight?
Try to explain this life in black and white,
Guess I'm gonna see the sun rise today

I've been burning bridges,
always burning bridges.

I've been burning bridges,
I'm looking at the loss this time,
Always burning bridges,
These past three years.

I've been burning bridges,
I'm looking at the loss this time,
Always burning bridges,
These past three years.

Wolfsheim - Lovesong

wait my dear ... no jealousies
silly thing ... you can't know how i feel
come take my hand i will show you the flame
burning secrets, burning wishes ... your name
don't be insecure, don't be afraid ... i'll hold you tight
oh, virgin weakness, infinite sweetness ... that's you so let's dance
all alone
i want to kiss you, want to feel you deep
your silly skin, a tender touch,
a sign that promises so much
i want to kiss you, want to feel you deep
and so we dance
nothing ever spoils my joy of loving you,
of looking in your eyes ... i couldn't be that blind
that i won't crave for you
and still we dance all alone
i want to kiss you ...

Abrocken, rumspringen, Spaß haben - genialer Song.

MxPx - Punk Rawk Show

we ain't got no place to go
so let's go to the punk rock show
darling take me by the hand
we're gonna see a punk rawk band
there's no use in tv shows
radio or rodeos
i wanna get into the crowd
i wanna hear it played real loud
ain't got no money to pay
we'll get in anyway doesn't matter i don't care
it fells good so we should share
we're going to the punk rawk show! oooohh!! ooohh!!

Mal wieder die Lieder von ner DAoC Bekanntschaft

Feorl der Barde

Im Tal von Bri Leith erklang einst ein Lied
Nahe dem See dem das Dunkel entflieht
Fern hinaus über Hügel und Wald
Und tief hinab in die Moore uralt

Es sang von Zauber, von Elfen und Licht
Von der Sonne, die im Wasser des Shannon bricht
Keltische Kämpfer voll Stolz und voll Mut
Und tiefes Geheimnis im Dunkel ruht

Doch nur wenige Wesen die alt wie das Land
Erinnern sich noch wie das Lied einst entstand
Feorl der Barde einst weithin bekannt
Schon früh aus des Landes Erinnerung schwand

Einst war er voll Stolz und von Zauber sein Sang
Gross seine Macht wenn die Harfe erklang
Hibernia treu mit Herz und mit Blut
Als damals begann des Krieges Wut

Doch Feorl ergriff seine Harfe mit Macht
Zog in den Krieg mit Gesängen der Nacht
Er ging durch die Reihen singend vom Tod
Der voll Angst und Furcht dem Feind Einhalt gebot

In jeder Schlacht war sein Lied bald zu hör’n
Die Freunde zu schützen, die Feinde zerstör’n
Sein Name und Lied schnell in jedermanns Ohr
Kannte man ihn schon wie keinen zuvor

Doch dort auf dem Schlachtfeld bei Asche und Rauch
Zwischen Totenlied, Blut und eiskaltem Hauch
Dort fing sein Blick Flammen in Feindes Gesicht
Bretonischer Stolz, helle Augen voll Licht

Die Schreie verklangen, die Wut floh fort
Nichts ausser ihr schien ihm an diesem Ort
Und auch die Waffen in ihrer Gewalt
Sanken hinab auf die Erde so kalt

Sekunden des Schweigens, verschlungen im Blick
Ein Hauch von Frühling in Winters Geschick
Doch da traf ein Schlag sie, aus Licht wurde Schmerz
Ein Pfeil hatte sie tief getroffen ins Herz

Der Waldläufer lachte und floh schon davon
Sie sank in Feorls Arm als ihr Blut geronn
Und mit ihrem Atem schwand all seine Macht
Und um seine Zaubers Feuer ward Nacht

Schweigend trug er sie an Mondsees Strand
Sah in leblosem Zug noch was sie verband
Und legte sie sanft unter Blumen und Gras
Ein letzter Blick, den er niemals vergass

In jener Nacht der Barde verschwand
Wo immer man suchte ihn niemand mehr fand
Doch im Tal von Bri Leith erklingt seither sein Lied
Das kündend vom Leid durch die Hügel flieht