"It seems natural to us that we are loved because we are good, but seldom realise that we are loved because those who love us are in fact kind." Lev Tolstoi
marți, 27 ianuarie 2015
Take me to church
Kiesza - Take Me To Church (Hozier Cover)
My lover's got humour
He's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
He's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'You were born sick, ' I heard them say it
My Church offers no absolutes
He told me, 'Worship in the bedroom.'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you—
We were born sick,
But I love it
Command me to be well
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.
[Chorus 2x:] Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep this God on my side
He demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
That's a lot of starving faithful
That looks plenty
That looks tasty
This is hungry work
[Chorus 2x:] Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No Masters or Kings
When the Ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sins
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am Human
Only then I am Clean
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.
[Chorus 2x:] Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
duminică, 25 ianuarie 2015
Found
Take me home, smile at me
Blow your dreams down on me
Caress my face, erase my lies,
I'm standing naked in your eyes.
Read my lips, they hold my hopes.
Take my hands, the sky awaits,
We'll fly tonight, break all the ropes,
Shadows and sorrows are our baits.
sâmbătă, 24 ianuarie 2015
Tot ce este vis e realitate, Tot ce e normal astazi a murit
All that is a dream, is in fact reality
All that it is normal, today has died
3 Doors Down - Kryptonite
All that it is normal, today has died
3 Doors Down - Kryptonite
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