Saturday, January 28, 2012
When no one sees or reads, it's relief indeed...!
Bored in Moscow and reminded of my favourite lyrics:
Fleetwood Mac/SP/Landslide: "Can I handle the seasons of my life?"
Killers/Smile like you mean it: "Smile like you mean it!"
Killers/Why Do I keep counting: "Help me get down! I can make it! Help me get down!"
The Smiths/There's a light that never goes out: "...to die by your side, well the pleasure, the privilege is mine!"
Cure/Letter to Elise: "And every time I try, to pick it up like falling sand, as soon as I pick it up, it runs away through my clutching hands."
Fleetwood Mac/SP/Landslide: "Can I handle the seasons of my life?"
Killers/Smile like you mean it: "Smile like you mean it!"
Killers/Why Do I keep counting: "Help me get down! I can make it! Help me get down!"
The Smiths/There's a light that never goes out: "...to die by your side, well the pleasure, the privilege is mine!"
Cure/Letter to Elise: "And every time I try, to pick it up like falling sand, as soon as I pick it up, it runs away through my clutching hands."
