kyou

i give my best not to miss you.

[mia/2 pieces]

for one kiss.

only one way to feel love. but now it is the only one.

[inflation/whitest boy alive]

[figures/whitest boy alive]

untill youre ready.

i know it could happen to you.

[shout out louds/impossible]

i cant play the game
i cant mess around
and end up down again

cause you gave me the perfect surprise
and its hard to let go of the look in your eyes

[...]

all the things that you ve said
still live in my head

[...]

you still live in my head
you still live in my head
you still live in my head

[live in my head / zoot woman]

why can't you explain? why is everything so wrong? why is it not going to be better, ever? why is that: some people seem to have it all and others suffer their whole life? how is that even possible?

heisst hoffen.

uns trennen welten.

songs to remember.

[so lebe ich/j.d.]

Then there's time in the street, when you run into somebody you haven't seen in, say, five years, and you play it all on one level. When you see each other and you don't even lose a beat, that's when it's the best. You don't say "What have you been doing?" – you don't try to catch up. Maybe you mention that you're on your way to 8th Street to get a frozen custard and maybe they mention which movie they're on their way to see, but that's it. Just a casual check-in. Very light, cool, off-hand, very American. Nobody's fazed, nobody's thrown out of time, nobody gets hysterical, nobody loses a beat. That's when it's good. And then when somebody asks you whatever hapened to so-and-so you just say, "Yes, I saw him having a malted on 53rd Street." Just play it all on one level, like everything was yesterday.

[andy, 111]

im not kidding.

why.

[catpower / metal heart]

cause you feel it,
doesn t mean its there.

[there there / radiohead]