abschied nehmen und
loslassen um dann glücklich
wiederzukommen.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called "Yellow."
So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to have done,
And it was all "Yellow."

Your skin
Oh yeah, your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
You know, you know I love you so,
You know I love you so?

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do.
Cos you were all "Yellow,"

I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all "Yellow."

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
And you know
For you I'd bleed myself dry
For you I'd bleed myself dry

It's true, look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.



Quelle: http://www.magistrix.de/lyrics/Coldplay/Yellow-91247.html

unsere gefühlswelten sind natürlich auf ihre art einzigartig.

emotionaler superhorror-trash im fernsehn. heute abend hätte ich echt ein happy end gebrauchen können. danke!

facebook sucks! ich habe einmal den wertvollen rat eines lustigen menschen bekommen, den ich eigentlich gar nicht kenne. er schrieb mir folgende zeilen.

"get a life - a real life with real friends! and most important - save your brother he's an addict!"

an dieser stelle möchte ich mich für die weisen worte bedanken, aber leider war es zu diesem zeitpunkt schon zu spät. wie soll ich meinen bruder retten, wenn ich selbst schon knietief im dreck stecken geblieben bin?

facebook, ich entschuldige mich bei dir und bleib dir treu. wie könnte ich anders ...

ich bin schon lange von zuhause ausgezogen. vor vier monaten ungefähr. ich lebe jetzt ein leben, wie es sich für eine erwachsene frau gehört.
fast täglich fahre ich mit meinem fahrrad zur arbeit, drei mal pro woche gebe ich selbstverdientes geld aus und gehe einkaufen.

ich koche, lache, lebe, liebe mein eigenes leben.

die zotteln meines flokati-teppichs jedoch sind unordentlich, wirr und durcheinander. denn diese habe ich noch nie gekämmt.

das einzige, das mich jetzt noch an mir stört, ist meine verwirrtheit.

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world



Quelle: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/coldplay/viva_la_vida.html 2009

Ich bin müde und blass. Und in meiner Wohnung herrscht Chaos. Manchmal bin ich launisch und gar nicht einfach zu haben. Gute Nacht.