Walking in.to paintings

  

You've been searching for that someone,

and it's me out on the prowl

As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself

Don't get lonely now

Dry your whining eyes

I'm just roaming for the moment

No time to search the world around

Cause you know where I'll be found

When I come around

I heard it all before

So don't knock down my door

I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser

to try and slag me down because I know you're right

So go do what you like

Make sure you do it wise

You may find out that your self doubt means nothing

Was ever there

You can't go forcing something if it's just

Not right

No time to search the world around

Cause you know where I'll be found

When I come around. 

Green Day

The beard of a postpone revolution

Sick at heart and lonely,

deep in dark despair.

Thinking one thought only

where is she tell me where.

And if she says to you

she don't love me

just give her my message

tell her of my plea

And I know if she had me back again

well I would never make her sad.

I've gotta heart full of soul.

She's been gone such a long time

longer than I can bear

but if she says she wants me

tell her that I'll be there

And if she says to you

she don't love me

just give her my message

tell her of my plea.

The YardBirds

I'm a spy, I can see

I'm a spy in the house of love

I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of

I know the word that you long to hear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I'm a spy in the house of love

I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of

I know the word that you long to hear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I know everything

Everything you do

Everywhere you go

Everyone you know

I'm a spy in the house of love

I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of

I know the word that you long to hear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I'm a spy, I can see

What you do

And I know

The Doors

See Through You

Everybody loves the way, they do

Oh, everybody cares a lot, they do

Everybody knows our love will do

And they'll see through you

No one ever knows how I love you

No one ever feels like I feel you

Oh, no one understands the way you do

And I'll see through you

Everybody loves the way, they do

Oh, everybody cares a lot, they do

Everybody knows our love will do

And they'll see through you

No one ever knows how I love you

No one ever feels like I feel you

Oh, everybody knows, and they'll see...

see through you

Flunk

3 years

Thursday, March 20, 2008

(my) space diary has been born,

and it is wondering since into the vast electronic soup of Internet

It is now three -3- years old

This blog had been transformed many times

and it is still changing...

so do I.

-

Images from March/2010

the warmth of art galleries

during a warm friendly conversation

proteXX blue

It's a fab protective for that type of a girl

but everybody knows that she uses it well

it's the therapeutic structure i can use at will

but i don't think it fits my b.d. drill

sitting in a carriage of a bakerloo

erotica my pocket got a packet for you

advert on the escalator on my way home

i don't need no skin flicks, i wanna be alone

I didn't want to hold you

I didn't want to use you

protex, protex blue

all I wanna do

The Clash

Midnight summer dream

Woke up on a good day

And the world was wonderful

A midnight summer dream had me in its spell

I dreamt about an old man

Sat and watched the rain all night

He couldn't sleep a wink as all the drops fell

He told me of the beauty

Hidden in our foreheads

He told me of the ugliness

We show instead

And when we put a foot wrong do we learn

From all the pain

A midnight summer dream as he watched the rain

I woke up in an armchair

He had gone I don't know where

Left me there to sit and look at the rain

Don't remember much at all

But his words were echoing

A midnight summer dream and then wake again

Maybe I'll never find him

Maybe he's gone forever

One thing's pretty certain helped me

Make it in the night

Showed me somewhere else besides wrong and right

Wake up on a good day

And the world feels wonderful

Midnight summer dream has me in its spell.

Stranglers

If you believed they put a man on the moon

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?

Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon

If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

Here's a little agit for the never-believer. 

Here's a little ghost for the offering. 

Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. 

Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon

If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

REM

The light stays on over our heads

Take me out tonight

Take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last

But then a strange fear gripped me

And I just couldn't ask

Take me out tonight

Oh take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one

No, I haven't got one

There is a light that never goes out

The Smiths

Like a hobo, Like a tree

I’ve always known

Since I was a young boy

In this world,

everything’s as good as bad

Now my father told me

always speak a true word

And I have to say that is

the best advice I’ve had

Because something burns inside of me

It’s everything I long to be

And lies, they only stop me

from feeling free

Like a hobo from a broken home

Nothing’s gonna stop me

I’ve never yearned

for anybody’s fortune

The less I have

the more I am a happy man

Now my mother told me

always keep your head on

Because some may praise you

just to get what they want

And I said mama I am not afraid

They will take what they will take

And what would life be like

without a few mistakes

Like a hobo from a broken home

Nothing’s gonna stop me

Charlie Winston