Here it comes again, when I'm in the rain
In the wind and the rain, well the sun don't shine.
- Van Morrison: Melancholia -
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Wer sich auf dieser Liste wiederfindet, hier aber noch mitliest, möchte bitte 'mal Piep sagen, entweder per E-Mail oder im Blog. Andernfalls lösche ich den Namen, da Karteileiche.
Edit: So, alle gelöscht.
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Because hell
Hell is for children
And you know that their little lives
Can become such a mess
Hell
Hell is for children
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love
With your bones and your flesh
- Pat Benatar: Hell Is For Children -
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No morn – no noon –
No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day –
No sky – no earthly view –
No distance looking blue –
No road – no street – no "t'other side the way" –
No end to any Row –
No indications where the Crescents go –
No top to any steeple –
No recognitions of familiar people –
No courtesies for showing 'em –
No knowing 'em!
To traveling at all – no locomotion,
No inkling of the way – no notion –
No go – by land or ocean –
No mail – no post –
No news from any foreign coast –
No park – no ring – no afternoon gentility –
No company – no nobility –
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member –
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees.
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds.
November!
- Thomas Hood (1799-1845): No! -
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Wir haben nur eine Ahnung, die in uns brennt,
und wissen, dass es einen Ort dafür gibt.
- Aus: Gökbük Wirklich Möglich – Zweibuch vom schöpferischen Winkel -
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