merci papounet

J´vais m´coucher.

Is it getting better?
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now?
You got someone to blame
You say
One love
One life
When it´s one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don´t care for it

Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it´s

Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We´re one, but we´re not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One

Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing,
Now it´s all I got
We´re one
But we´re not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can´t be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we´re not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other

Elle est pour mijh celle là
Sauf à propos du " bad taste in the mouth"

Yo mec tu es dans le coin ? ^^ Si oui comme d hab mec....

lu dead

Lut Brandon mais je ne reste pas je venais juste voir si le triso etait la^^

Dead, il faut que tu assumes ton homosexualité ^^

He used to be kind of a happy guy
Then one day he said goodbye
To the person he used to be
And grew wings to set himself free
He flew away from all of us
Away from what he once was
A charade of phony smiles
He´s now a case in the x-files

And the chain around his neck is a reminder, a symbol of liberty
How free he once was in our society
He spends the day leaving his white mark on the statues of great men
Cause he remembers how he used to hate them
He flies by outside my window
There are not many of his kind
He flies by outside my window
He´s the hero of our time

He had a dream about this world

And the chain around his neck is a reminder, a symbol of liberty
How free he once was in our society
He spends the day leaving his white mark on the statues of great men
Cause he remembers how he used to hate them
He flies by outside my window
There are not many of his kind
He flies by outside my window
He´s the hero of our time

I´ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don´t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe I´ve been here before
I know this room, I´ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I´ve seen your flag on the marble arch
love is not a victory march
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you´d let me know
What´s real and going on below
But now you never show it to me do you?
Remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there´s a God above
And all I ever learned from love
was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
Its not a cry you can hear at night
Its not somebody who´s seen the light
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

mec^^ bonne nuit^^ @++++

Quelle prestence à ces heures-ci...

Merci, pareil...

Bonne journée, les courageux, c´est bientot le WE...

Aller, quand même une p´tite dernière...

" Day after day
Love turns gray
Like the skin on the dying man
And night after night
We pretend it´s all right
But I have grown older
And you have grown colder
And nothing is very much fun, anymore
And I can feel
One of all my turns coming on
I feel
Cold as a razor blade
Tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom
In the suitcase on the left
You´ll find my favorite axe
Don´t look so frightened
This is just a passing phase
One of my bad days
Would you like to watch TV?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Ohh, No...

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it´s time I stopped?
Why are you running away?"

salutations distinguées au maitre des lieux

bizouille à mijhouille!

Oh . .. mon marmot ^^ . ..

Ca fait un bail qu´on s´est pas vu . ...

Tu me manque mon grand . ..

A bientot j´espère

" Breathe, breathe in the air
Don´t be afraid to care
Leave, but don´t leave me
Look around
Choose your own ground

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you´ll give and tears you´ll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun
And when at last the work is done
Don´t sit down
It´s time to dig another one

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave"

Pfffff, j´suis éclaté, depuis que je suis passé ce matin, j´écrit, j´écrit et j´écrit encore...

Mais j´sais plus ce que j´dit...

A la fatigue...

Toujours le prem´s...

Bon week end tout le monde, moi je part bosser à Lille...

Tcho.

lille
il va encore picoler

bon we

Moi, picoler...?

Bon c´est vrai, peut-être un peu...

J´suis grave à la bourre...