tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408841451383387446.post1264641898544193887..comments2023-03-24T13:33:52.143+02:00Comments on Bare Legs on a Leather Couch: BabySandi Dusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15718815022135350311noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408841451383387446.post-70897729546319090482017-02-14T15:32:18.630+02:002017-02-14T15:32:18.630+02:00"Bluetiful / The Dancer (pt. II)"
o whe..."Bluetiful / The Dancer (pt. II)"<br /><br />o when will you stop dancing, baby blue?/<br />even when you're blue you're bluetiful/<br /><br />you dance upon my eyes, you dance within my brain/<br />your steps fall on my dreams like summer rain/<br /><br />oh baby, are you dancing in your sleep?/<br />how dare you dance so gay when i must weep?/<br /><br />i wish someone would come and tie up your feet/<br />but your spirit drives a hearse on Easy Street/<br /><br />they'll never tie her down and she's your keep/<br />she's the bounty 'n the whirlwind that you reap/<br /><br />but is it such a lone 'n haunted dance?/<br />it doesn't seem like anything at all/<br />'cept for maybe everything 'n more/<br />it's something i could never understand/<br />although i'd like to try for evermore/<br />oh, i'd like to try for evermore/<br /><br />now what is there to say? i cannot dance/<br />there's more pretension in me than in all of France/<br /><br />but i feel something for you that only you can do/<br />you make my heart's desire burn a brighter blue/<br />than all the blue in all the blue things in this world/<br />if there ever was a perfect girl/<br />it would be you/<br />baby, oh baby, my baby, baby blue/<br /><br />bye bye, my baby, baby bluuuuu-tiful/<br />baby o baby bluuuuuu-uhhuuu-tiful/<br /><br />https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0uq5cgd2So<br />(Leonard Cohen -- On the Level)<br /><br />------------------------------------------<br /><br />Can you ever overuse the phrase 'summer rain'? I do not think so. Like the spirit of the thing we call summer, it is infinite. Were it a house, I'd live in it; decorate it with dreams. Someone put the prettiest phrase in English as 'cellar door'. As I'm not a professor, my vote goes to 'summer rain'.<br /><br />Happy Valentine's day from your incorrigible crook. It may be cold yet, but fear not: the sun is climbing up, and we'll climb with her, baby blue(s). ^^<br />Even through the Distance that seems final, and the basic Emptiness that howls in every atom. Summer is the Great Atomic Bomb -- Salvation by Fire that eradicates<br />the shades of winter who'd drag our spirits down. (Shadow people are said to exist, by some. Who knows, I might be one of them, as it seems so hard to keep being human. And, as many well know, I like to appear and disappear.)<br /><br />-v.<br /><br />P.S. Likoilla liput Flow-festareille varattu? =O Lana on tulossa, ja Angel Olsen... En etsi teitä, vannon ja vakuutan. Jos kuitenkin satumme törmäämään, hm, tokko siitä mitään seuraa. Jotkin asiat eivät koskaan muutu, ja ehkä hyvä niin(?).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408841451383387446.post-67388675398015635902017-01-12T17:39:33.647+02:002017-01-12T17:39:33.647+02:00"Love Is Misfortune / Dark Blue"
your e..."Love Is Misfortune / Dark Blue"<br /><br />your eyes are lovely, dark 'n deep/<br />a haven for a midnight creep/<br /><br />your memory's like summer rain/<br />i ran a red on Mem'ry Lane/<br /><br />an angel whispered in my ear:/<br />'malheur, malheur d'amour'/<br />seems i rarely hear them anymore/<br /><br />c'mon my darlin', c'mon c'mon c'mon/<br /><br />i know it can be precious, too, to let things go to waste/<br />whatever 'tis that eats at you, oh let me have a taste/<br /><br />let's pick the diamonds from the rust/<br />they used to call you Candy Lust/<br /><br />all love's misfortune; do you agree?/<br />will you go to Heaven or to bed with me?/<br /><br />(music)<br /><br />the eye of heaven has gone blind/<br />so let's get twisted and entwined/<br />let's twirl a day out of this night/<br />'n smoke our minds with cold delight/<br /><br />let's burn what's left of paradise/<br />let's melt into the pool of lies/<br />i'll let you stare into my eyes/<br />until the light within me dies/<br /><br />though the ride it won't be easy/<br />oh baby, let us ride!/<br />let's flash into the skyline;/<br />you've kept me hangin' all my life/<br /><br />the dream is mine, so tread as you may like/<br />your kiss is like a lightning strike/<br />it's storm 'n rain whenever you're around;/<br />with you i'm wild 'n wayward-bound/<br /><br />o'er rainbow bright 'n new my heart's a-burnin' blue;/<br />all the blue i'm tangled in keeps saying 'i love you'/<br /><br />(music)<br /><br />is it your captain that you love?/<br />his soul been wounded from the Heavens above/<br />he seems so broken by something that i can't even see;/<br />what's haunted me has always had a thing for me/<br /><br />as for me, i love the last/<br />of anything/<br />i have a pain that makes me sing/<br />and on this road i've found i've never smiled in vain/<br />although i've cried and cried and swam a million vales/<br /><br />oh i wish your looks could turn my fear into stone/<br />'cause baby your rider is scared and alone/<br /><br />i took a wrong direction just like i'd been told;/<br />saw a stray desert flower on a cold nowhere road/<br /><br />*sound of thunder; rain on asphalt*<br /><br />(music)<br /><br />there's a one-letter difference 'tween 'love' and 'lose';/<br />we're bound to ill relations we'd never ever choose/<br />my heart was left out bleedin' as i walked away from you;/<br />should you chance to keep it, would you see what you can do?/<br /><br />is it really over, baby blue/<br /><br />the woods are lovely, dark 'n deep/<br />if i seem creepy, it's because i am a creep/<br /><br />baby oh baby, my darlin' dark 'n strange/<br />baby oh baby, my darlin' dark 'n strange/<br /><br />and i did pick that flower though i murdered it cold/<br /><br />but is it really over, baby blue/<br />is it really over, baby blue/<br />(repeat until fade-out)<br /><br />;<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com