tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073370138460610500.post4132422207149823339..comments2024-02-26T10:06:10.741+01:00Comments on Blogdahl: Bowie Bowie og atter Bowie BowieLars Bukdahlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12609665059758562219noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073370138460610500.post-85206850714831420492016-11-23T22:16:31.370+01:002016-11-23T22:16:31.370+01:00I've nothing much to offer
There's nothing...I've nothing much to offer<br />There's nothing much to take<br />I'm an absolute beginner<br />But I'm absolutely sane<br />As long as we're together<br />The rest can go to hell<br />I absolutely love you<br />But we're absolute beginners<br />With eyes completely open<br />But nervous all the same<br /><br />If our love song<br />Could fly over mountains<br />Could laugh at the ocean<br />Just like the films<br />There's no reason<br />To feel all the hard times<br />To lay down the hard lines<br />It's absolutely true<br /><br />Nothing much could happen<br />Nothing we can't shake<br />Oh, we're absolute beginners<br />With nothing much at stake<br />As long as you're still smiling<br />There's nothing more I need<br />I absolutely love you<br />But we're absolute beginners<br />But if my love is your love<br />We're certain to succeed<br /><br />If our love song<br />Could fly over mountains<br />Sail over heartaches<br />Just like the films<br />If there's reason<br />To feel all the hard times<br />To lay down the hard lines<br />It's absolutely trueLars Bukdahlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12609665059758562219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073370138460610500.post-57464879150557528032016-11-23T22:13:00.579+01:002016-11-23T22:13:00.579+01:00All our friends
Now seem so thin and frail
Slinky ...All our friends<br />Now seem so thin and frail<br />Slinky secrets<br />Hotter than the sun<br />No peachy frairs<br />No trendy rechauffe<br />I'm with you<br />So I can't go on<br /><br />All my violence raining tears upon the sheets<br />I'm bewildered, for we're strangers when we meet<br /><br />Blank screen tv<br />Preening ourselves in the snow<br />Forget my name<br />But I'm over you<br />Blended sunrise<br />And it's a dying world<br />Humming Rheingold<br />We scavenge up our clothes<br /><br />All my violence, raging tears upon the sheets<br />I'm resentful, for we're strangers when we meet<br /><br />Cold tired fingers<br />Tapping out your memories<br />Halfway sadness<br />Dazzled by the new<br />Your embrace<br />It was all that I feared<br />That whirling room<br />We trade by vendu<br />Steely resolve is falling from me<br />All your regrets ran rough-shod over me<br /><br />I'm so thankful, cause we're strangers when we meet.<br />I'm in clover, for we're strangers when we meet.<br />Heel head over, cause we're strangers when we meet.<br />Strangers when we meet. (x9)Lars Bukdahlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12609665059758562219noreply@blogger.com