Showing posts with label Stina Nordenstam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stina Nordenstam. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Parliament Square








 This is no final solution
No this is just for today
I'm running from London pollution
Still cold from the rain 











These are not perfect conditions
No this is far from ideal
This is a downcast position
At least it is real 






It may be silent but I hear bombs fall
I hear sirens down in Whitehall
I see fires around you Paul
But you stand so still
And you look so small
And I'm so tired,
Of no help at all









You've been missing for weeks now
You never go far from the site
They won't ask when you show up
They're paid and polite 






It may be silent but I hear bombs fall
I hear sirens down in Whitehall
I see fires around you Paul
And you need a drink
Your eyes are glowing
It might be too late
There's no way of knowing 






This is no final solution
No this is just for today
I'm running from London pollution
Still cold from the rain

Stina Nordenstam

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Little Star








Little star, so you had to go. 
You must have wanted him to know. 
You must have wanted the world to know 
Poor little thing. 
Now they know.








Little star, 
I had to close my eyes. 
There was a fire at the warehouse. 
They're always waiting for a thing like this. 
Came driving from all over town, 
For you, little star. 
Little star, you, little star.




.

Little star 
So you had to go 
You must have wanted him to know 
You must have wanted the world to know 
Poor little thing 
And now they know







Laudamus, adorramus te, Dominec. 
Laudamusbenedicimus 
Domine Deus. 
Laudamusbenedicimus 
Domine Deus. 
Cum Sancto Spiritu, in gloria Dei Patris. For you, little star.

Stina Nordenstam