Baby Footprint With Wings

There are songs struggling to remember:

this, however, do not forget I know ...



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Songwriter

Leonardo Da Vinci Ostatnia Wieczerza

cut here - the cure

"So we meet again!” and I offer my hand
All dry and english slow
And you look at me and I understand
Yeah it’s a look I used to know
“Three long years… and your favourite man…
Is that any way to say hello?”
And you hold me… like you’ll never let me go

“Oh c’mon and and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while…”
“Oh I wish I could… and I will!
But now I just dont have the time…”
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye…
I still see that look in your eye…

So dizzy Mr Busy – Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute – sometime soon – maybe next time – make it june
Until later… doesn’t always come

It’s so hard to think “It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance”
Because it’s hard to think
“I’ll never get another chance
To hold you… to hold you… ”

But chilly Mr Dilly – Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second – just hang on – all in good time – wont be long
Until later…

I should’ve stopped to think – I should’ve made the time
I could’ve had that drink – I could’ve talked a while
I would’ve done it right – I would’ve moved us on
But I didn’t – now it’s all too late
It’s over… over
And you’re gone..

I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you so much

But how how many times can I walk away and wish “If only…”
But how many times can I talk this way and wish “If only…”
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on The Same
aching heartbreak I wish "If only ..."

But "If only ...."
Is a wish too late ...

Milena Velba -milk- Dvd

THE HUMAN SIDE

We are

on the human side

baby

and this is

our limit

and our pride.

Yes, we live

and we die

we laugh

and we cry

but above all

so unconsciously

we glide...



(18-12-1994)



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Songwriter

Domb Buggy Primary Games

a quarter to eleven when it rains



this is perhaps just what
teaches short line of '
water with the wet edge of the foot rim:
who laughs is barely alive
boundary.


know when the wrong is not enough to open up the field and give birth to good things


to feel closer to the principle: it is the honesty of all things or stretch

arch of the bridge where he stayed with the lips, crazy words

in the cradle of a meaningful cosmos and wet eyelashes


really ecstatic saints in the world and back again as
taken away from mothers



we will find ourselves isolated in the interior of a blue day.



(Rialto, November 7, '09)