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This picture is literally melting my insides right now.

I gotta notion to say what doesn't feel right/ Got an answer in your story today/ It gave me a sign that didn't feel right/ So don't knock it, don't knock it/ You've been here before/ So don't knock it, don't knock it/ You've been here before

I just wanted to know if I could go home/ Been rambling day after day/ And everyone says I don't know

So don't knock it, don't knock it/ You've been here before/ So don't knock it, don't knock it/ You've been here before

vblog from 1/4

*I started touching the speakers without knowing I was messing with the audio, sorry sorry!*

hallo, bel-ami

Duroy, who on that particular evening was feeling light-hearted, said with a smile: 'You're in a black mood, tonight, my dear sir.'

The poet replied: 'I always am, my boy, and you will be too, just like me, in a few years' time. Life is a hill. While you're climbing up, you look towards the summit, and you're happy; but when you reach the summit, suddenly you can see the slope down, and the bottom, which is death. It's slow going up, but coming down is quick. At your age, you're happy. You hope for so many things, which more-over never happen. At my age, you don't hope for anything anymore... except death.'

Duroy began to laugh: 'My God, you're giving me the shivers.'

wfe

"Recently I stood in the desert, far outside of L. A., and watched the sun set on a circus tent from 1930. Everywhere stood animals: elephants, tigers that should be loaded into a steam train. 300 extras in costumes raced around, the modern world had disappeared totally. Although that was totally fake, it still happened directly before my eyes! That was my perfect day. I would gladly experience that every day. It happens continually to me: It calls itself work. That is wonderful and more than enough."

4/22

playing god btv

next time you point a finger

i'll point you to the mirror

color of my dream lyrics

nothing you say leaves me

it's all various levels of you

though I may not understand it all

I listen, I admire

my personal burning desire

you have a way

of being yourself

though I'm not in your life

I could gamble your wealth

that I know what you'll do

I know what you'll say

screen show me his face

any given day

and desire remains

derry down green

you sing

the words I hear

if it's months

if it's years

I would like to see you

private and shy

nothing misconstrued

you want things out of life

I want it all for you

for you to smile

for you to laugh

you to work, perfect your art

no harm in your path

this matters to me

though strange

how you'll grow, how you'll change

it's been a few years

and desire remains

derry down green

you sing

the words I hear

if it's months

if it's years

I would like to see you

but this isn't me

to care on a stranger

can you tell me how

you're making this change?

I know myself

but not with you

the things I've done

and continue to do

all various levels for you

you sing and play

I feel tears

I'm stunned by my reaction

derry down green

you sing

the words I hear

if it's months

if it's years

I would like to see you

yeah you sing

derry down green

color of my dream

I hear the words

if I wait months

if I wait years

one day I'd like to see you

to see you

one day I'd like to see you