songs

Music in my mind , I think ,I dream on sensations , that the music inspires me .I'd like to feel free , to wake up on a beach, I want many things , Iwant to feel , to live .
I feel myself alone & tryin to be good



Unfinished Sympathy
Massive Attack
I know that I've been mad in love beforeAnd how it could be with youWill it hurt me baby? Really hurt me baby?How could you have a day without a night?You're the book that I have openedAnd now I've got to know much more
The curiousness of your potential kissHas got my mind and body achingWill it hurt me baby? Really cut me baby?How could you have a day without a night?You're the book that I have openedAnd now I've got to know much more
Like a soul without a mindIn a body without a heartI'm missing every part... heyyyyeah
Heyyyyiiii,Like a soul without a mindIn a body without a heartI'm missing every part
Like a soul without a mindIn a body without a heartI'm missing every part
Like a soul without a mindIn a body without a heartI'm missing every part
Living A Boy's Adventure Tale
A-Ha
Composição: Paul Waaktaar-Savoy/Morten Harket
I've fixed my dwelling for the nightLights in pairs come passing by where I hideI need some time now on my ownLeave my loneliness aloneTo lick my woundsNight has found me just in time to help me close my eyes one moretimeLiving a boy's adventure taleIn so many waysLiving a boy's adventure taleFor so many daysI'm living a boy's adventure taleCan't escape, if I wanted toLiving a boy's adventure taleI may be dreaming but I feel awake
I've been lost in so many placesSeeked love in so many facesA change of weather, the rain pours downMy head in hands, pressed to the groundAnd where am I supposed to go now
Living a boy's adventure taleIn so many waysLiving a boy's adventure tale (aah)Living a boy's adventure talea voice I hear Living a boy's adventure taleSinging a lullaby for meLiving a boy's adventure taleBecause of youLiving a boy's adventureOh you know it's trueLiving a boy's adventure taleIn so many ways (aah)For so many days
I love you.I love youSo many ways

Stay (Far Away, So Close)
U2
Green light, Seven Eleven You stop in for a pack of cigarettes You don't smoke, don't even want to Hey now, check your change Dressed up like a car crash Your wheels are turning but you're upside down You say when he hits you, you don't mind Because when he hurts you, you feel alive Hey babe, is that what it is
Red lights, gray morning You stumble out of a hole in the ground A vampire or a victim It depend's on who's around You used to stay in to watch the adverts You could lip synch to the talk shows
And if you look, you look through me And when you talk, you talk at me And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing
If I could stay... Then the night would give you up Stay...and the day would keep its trust Stay...and the night would be enough
Faraway, so close Up with the static and the radio With satelite television You can go anywhere Miami, New Orleans London, Belfast and Berlin
And if you listen I can't call And if you jump, you just might fall And if you shout, I'll only hear you
If I could stay... Then the night would give you up Stay...then the day would keep its trust Stay...with the demons you drowned Stay...with the spirit I found Stay...and the night would be enough
Three o'clock in the morning It's quiet and there's no one around Just the bang and the clatter As an angel runs to ground
Just the bang And the clatter As an angel Hits the ground


Souvenir
Omd
It's my directionIt's my proposalIt's so hardIt's leading me astray
My obsessionIt's my creationYou'll understandIt's not important now
All I need isCo-ordinationI can't imagineMy destinationMy intentionAsk my opinionBut no excuseMy feelings still remainMy feelings still remain

Young Folks
Peter, Bjorn & John
If I told you things I did beforeTold you how I used to beWould you go along with someone like meIf you knew my story word for wordHad all of my historyWould you go along with someone like me
I did before and had my shareIt didn't lead nowhereI would go along with someone like youIt doesn't matter what you didWho you were hanging withWe could stick around and see this night through
And we don't care about the young folksTalkin' 'bout the young styleAnd we don't care about the old folksTalkin' 'bout the old style tooAnd we don't care about their own faultsTalkin' 'bout our own styleAll we care 'bout is talkingTalking only me and you
Usually when things has gone this farPeople tend to disappearNo one will surprise me unless you do
I can tell there's something goin' onHours seems to disappearEveryone is leaving I'm still with you
It doesn't matter what we doWhere we are going tooWe can stick around and see this night through
And we don't care about the young folksTalkin' 'bout the young styleAnd we don't care about the old folksTalkin' 'bout the old style tooAnd we don't care about their own faultsTalkin' 'bout our own styleAll we care 'bout is talkingTalking only me and you
And we don't care about the young folksTalkin' 'bout the young styleAnd we don't care about the old folksTalkin' 'bout the old style tooAnd we don't care about their own faultsTalkin' 'bout our own styleAll we care 'bout is talkingTalking only me and youTalking only me and you
Talking only me and youTalking only me and you

The chase
Propaganda
Chasing after passing visions
Chasing after passing visionsand traces buried by the tide
Chasing after passing visionsand traces buried by the tidehunting for the bygone picturereviving phantoms of the pasthunting for a bygone picturechasing after passing visionsof this magic of your touchand traces buried by the tideyour secret smile, I can't forgetchasing after passing visionswe could turn back the pointers of the clockand traces buried by the tideoh if I could and if you would

Dr. Mabuse
Propaganda
Why does it hurt when my heart misses the beat?
The man without shadow promises you the worldTell him your dreams and fanatical needs.He's buying them all with cash.
Sell him your soul - sell him your soul - sell him your soulNever look back - never look back.Sell him your soul - sell him your soulNever look backNever look back - never look backSell him your soul
He's devoted to the devil fascinated by crimeGlamorous death is his destination - eternal passion his gain.
Sell him your soul - sell him your soul - sell him your soulNever look back - never look backSell him your soul - sell him your soulNever look backnever look backSell him your soul - sell him your soulnever look back.
Why does it hurt? - Why does it hurt?
He's a satanic gambler but you just the foolAnd you've already lost the chance of your lifetime.So don't be a fool - don't be a fool.Kein Zurueck fuer dich - there's no way backsell him your soul.
(backwards:)Warum schmerzt esWarum schmerzt esWenn mein Herz den Schlag verpasst?
Don't be a foolnever look back.

Sorry For Laughing
Propaganda
It took ten years to realizeWhy the angel stopped cryingWhen you sail on down the laneYour happy smile, your funny nameIt's so hopeless to defineWhen you jump to close the blindsYou know i'd help you if i could butBoth my arms are made of woodI just don't mean the things that i sayIt's only cause you're made that waySorry for laughingThere's too much happeningSorry for laughingThere's too much happening
When we grooved on into townCharles atlasStopped to frownCause he's not made like me and youJust can't do the things we doI'm not being mean so don't take it hardWhen i ask you to run round the yardSorry for laughingThere's too much happeningSorry for laughingThere's too much happening
At times like these you don't have to saySo sorry it turned out that waySorry for laughingThere's too much happeningSorry for laughingThere's too much happening