mästerverket.
queen - no-one but you (only the good die young)
A hand above the water
An angel reaching for the sky
Is it raining in heaven
Do you want us to cry?
And everywhere the broken-hearted
On every lonely avenue
No-one could reach them
No-one but you
One by one
Only the good die young
They’re only flying too close to the sun
And life goes on -
Without you
Another tricky situation
A get to drowin’ in the blues
And I find myself thinkin’
Well - what would you do?
Yes! - it was such an operation
Forever paying every due
Hell, you made a sensation
Oh you found a way through - and
One by one
Only the good die young
They’re only flyin’ too close to the sun
We’ll remember -
Forever
And now the party must be over
I guess we’ll never understand
The sense of your leaving
Was it the way it was planned?
And so we grace another table
And raise our glasses one more time
There’s a face at the window
And I ain’t never, never sayin’ goodbye...
One by one
Only the good die young
They’re only flyin’ too close to the sun
Cryin’ for nothing
Cryin’ for no-one
No-one but you
dagens låt!
He walks you say sit down it’s just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you’ve told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to god he hears you and
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you’ve followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he’ll say he’s just not the same
And you’ll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
hallelujah!
idag tog vi en fika som skulle blivit lugn & trevlig, den blev något helt annat. men summa sumarum så var det lika trevligt som alltid att hänga med dem.
imorgon är det skola igen = gud så boring. jag brukar ändå ha hyfsat med motivation för att till skolan, men nu ser jag absolut ingen mening någonstans. jag menar, jag vet ju att det är nödvändigt, men det är inte kul någonstans. mitt fel, eller colin leclairs? jadu. har du svaret så varsågod.
dagens låt: nej jag vet inte.
did you know i miss you?
I can't imagine all the people that you know And the places that you go When the lights are turned down low And I don't understand all the things you've seen But I'm slipping in-between You and your big dreams It's always you, in my big dreams And you tell me that its over Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers And your restless, and I'm naked You've gotta get out You can't stand to see me shakin' No, could u let me go? I didn't think so And you don't wanna be here in the future So you say the present's just a pleasant Interruption to the past And you don't wanna look much closer Cause you're afraid to find out all this hope You had sent into the sky, by now, had, crashed And it did because of me And then you bring me home Afraid to find out that you're alone, oh And I'm sleeping in your living room But we don't have much room to live And I had dreams, In them I learned to play guitar Maybe cross the country, become a rock star And there was hope in me that I could take you there But damn it, you're so young Well I don't think I care And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry Please don't think that this was easy And then you bring me home Cause we both know what it's like to be alone, oh And I'm dreaming in your living room But we don't have much room to live And Konstantine is walking down the stairs Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear? And I was thinking, what I was thinking We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere My Konstantine came walking down the stairs And all that I could do was touch her long, blonde hair And I've been thinkin’, It hurts me thinking That these nights when we were drinking No they never got us anywhere, No This is because I can spell confusion with a 'K' And I can like it It's to dying in another's arms And why I had to try it Its to Jimmy Eat World And those nights in my car When the first star you see May not be a star I'm not your star Isn't that what you said What you thought this song meant And if this is what it takes Just to lie with my mistakes And live with what I did to you All the hell I put you through I always catch the clock It's 11:11, and now you wanna talk It's not hard to dream You'll always be My Konstantine My Konstantine They'll never hurt you like I do No they'll never hurt you like I do No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no This is to a girl Who got into my head With all the pretty things she did Hey, you know You keep me up in bed This is to a girl Who got into my head With all these fucked up things I did Hey, maybe, baby You could keep me up in bed My Konstantine You spin around me like a dream We played out on this movie screen And I said Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? Did you know I miss you? I miss you And then you bring me home And we go to sleep But this time not alone And I know, and you'll kiss me in your living room I know, I know you miss me in your living room Cause these nights I think Maybe that I miss you in my living room But we don't have much room I said does anybody need that room Because we all need a little more room To live My Konstantine
sommar med matilda i kungsan.
it's not nice, it's brilliant.
inspirerad av matildas blogg så kommer här en ny top fem lista, över de bästa låtarna just nu.
1. madame, madame! - firefox ak. nostalgi, hultsfred.
2. cupids chokehold - gym class heroes. skönaste männen någonsin.
3. it ends to night - all-american rejects. sleazy men bra.
4. when your heart stops beating - +44. mycket bra låt.
5. allt med teitur <3
varför vill jag bara blogga när mitt humör inte är på topp? det kanske är för att mitt humör inte är på topp när jag är enam. söndagar är typiska ensam dagar, och jag vill nog inte ha dem på något annat sätt. att kunna kolla på tv hur mycket man vill, sitta vid datorn och lyssna på musik en dag är något att se fram emot. alla andra dagar sätter en viss press på en, eller i alla fall på mig. vardagar innebär att man borde plugga och egentligen inte kan göra något speciellt, och helgerna ska spenderas med kompisarna. jag vill väl egentligen inte ha det på något annat sätt, jag vill alltid vara med mina vänner, men ibland vore det väl skönt om pressen släpte (detta kan endast jag ta hand om, som med de flesta andra saker jag mår dåligt av).
nu glor jag på sing a long på trean, men funderar på att byta till rockstar:supernova på tv6. det är ett okej tidsfördriv.
ordinary day
idag var en hyfsad dag. började med engelska, alltid lika trevligt. svenska efter det, med bokdiskussioner. jag berättade om min otroligt schizofrena bok "populär musik från vittula". den är okej, mest underhållande. sen käkade vi potatisbullar (intresseklubben noterar?) och sen hade vi francaaaaaais. det var nog det trevligaste idag (förutom att tilda tittade förbi). historia och sedan idrotts teori. denna vecka handlade det om hållningen. hallelujah!!
imorgon är det fredag. jaha? jag är inget vidare pepp på det.
jag är inget vidare pepp på någonting.
blogg för bloggandets skull.
nu vill jag verkligen sova.
året i bilder!
ett nyår som förändrar livet.
efter diverse påtryckningar så har jag bestämt mig för att blogga lite mer seriöst. det känns bra.
man kanske borde köra en liten summering av året?
jag gör det på high fidelity vis, och kör med några top 51
ÅRETS BÄSTA..
..låtar:
1. poetry&aeroplanes - teitur
2. when you were young - the killers
3. sexy - cat5
4. the phrase that pays - the academy is..
5. im yours / you and i both - jason mraz
..minnen:
1. HULTSFRED. toppar alla listor. det var galet, bra, och fullbordande.
2. Köpenhamn med ellen. storstadsliv och sensommar, puss.
3. barcelona med la famillia. 25 graders värme, i november!
4. lucia. stressigt, jobbigt, men damn it, det var kul.
5. alla kvällar som spenderats med tilda, jens, emelie, marcus, matilda, lina och malin. ni lyser upp alla helger.
..inköp:
1. alla mina klänningar. kärlek.
2. min friis väska som jag haft i precis ett år nu.
3. min ipod video som jag köpte andra januari i år. vi blir aldrig osams.
4. min mobil. en rödblommig siemens. puss.
5. tightsen. omg.
det här året har nog inte varit mitt bästa, men mest händelserika.
jag har klarat av det jag vill ha avklarat inför det nya året. jag har deppat klart nu. den här hösten har tagit kål på mig, men nu får det vara slut med det. det får vara slut med vodkan också, för den smakar ju pyton.
så i princip är mina nyårslöften att bli gladare, ha mindre ångest och ta det lugnt.
hm, eftersom att jag inte bloggat på ett tag så får jag väl summera, igen. jag har gått klart min första termin på colin leclair, det kunde varit bättre, men också sämre. det har varit okej. jag har alldeles yligen "byggt ut" mitt rum, så att det nu är dubbelt så stort, vilkt vi tackar för. det är ocså nu helt målat i vitt och snart kommer en vinröd tapet som ska användas som fond.
äsch, nu får dte vara slut. ingen orkar väl läsa såhär långa inlägg? det skulle inte jag i alla fall. men men.
adjökens!