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the ghosts are only in your head...
imagination of your own desasters
wo sonst?
wenn man nur all die alten gespenster im kopf loswerden könnte, unvoreingenommen wär, wie ein unbeschriebenes blatt, nicht in andere hineindenken müßte, was im eigenen kopf sitzt.
Ja das wäre was.
tempera on cotton
1m x 1m full view, please
just listen here: [link] thanks Daragh
Piano Magic Lyrics
" Theory Of Ghosts "
I've a theory of ghosts and i'm a monster to girls
I stick in their heart like a rusty spur
But i've a theory of ghosts:
They're alive and we're all dead;
That they're trying to tell us is that it's this way around
And i've a theory of girls
They always seem to leave in the spring
As if they know that it hurts more
To carry a heartbreak through the summer
In the calender storm, i circled a day and tried to hold on
And in the last powercut,
I whispered her name 'til the lights came on
Smoked my indian pipe
Listened to the static, the snow on the wire
Smoked my indian pipe
Listened to the static, the snow on the wire
I have one photograph that captures her smile
But i don't have a tape of her laugh
Watercolors can't help me
featured here:
[link] [link]
thanks so much
imagination of your own desasters
wo sonst?
wenn man nur all die alten gespenster im kopf loswerden könnte, unvoreingenommen wär, wie ein unbeschriebenes blatt, nicht in andere hineindenken müßte, was im eigenen kopf sitzt.
Ja das wäre was.
tempera on cotton
1m x 1m full view, please
just listen here: [link] thanks Daragh
Piano Magic Lyrics
" Theory Of Ghosts "
I've a theory of ghosts and i'm a monster to girls
I stick in their heart like a rusty spur
But i've a theory of ghosts:
They're alive and we're all dead;
That they're trying to tell us is that it's this way around
And i've a theory of girls
They always seem to leave in the spring
As if they know that it hurts more
To carry a heartbreak through the summer
In the calender storm, i circled a day and tried to hold on
And in the last powercut,
I whispered her name 'til the lights came on
Smoked my indian pipe
Listened to the static, the snow on the wire
Smoked my indian pipe
Listened to the static, the snow on the wire
I have one photograph that captures her smile
But i don't have a tape of her laugh
Watercolors can't help me
featured here:
[link] [link]
thanks so much
Image size
3514x3513px 9.1 MB
Make
Canon
Model
Canon EOS 5D Mark II
Shutter Speed
1/99 second
Aperture
F/4.0
Focal Length
50 mm
ISO Speed
100
Date Taken
May 27, 2011, 9:16:15 AM
Lens
EF50mm f/1.4 USM
Sensor Size
37mm
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