Photographs and Histories |
a little collection of my analogue photographs. All Pics are taken by me! |
Even though - I thought I was - all alone - I was wrong
Even though - I thought I was - all alone - I am not
I still smell the smoke
of the bridge that I burned.
The bank of Sugar Grove
you’d think I would’ve learned.
‘Cause we write love songs in C
and we do politics in G
we sing songs about our friends in e minor
so turn out the stars now and take up your guitars
and come on folks and try this at home
You want every morning to be just like
The stories that you read, but never write
You’ve gotta learn to live and live and learn
You’ve gotta learn to give and wait your turn
A penny for my thoughts, Oh no,
I’ll sell ‘em for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
and maybe then you’ll hear the words I’ve been singing
funny when you’re dead how people start listenin’
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee ‘fore I go
To the valley below.
Well I went to buy myself a hand gun
What do you think, man? shoot down everyone
See you back oh running star
But I spent all my money on this crapped out piece of shit called ‘the bass guitar’
ife is short despite of your plans- so tell the girls they’re pretty while you can- ‘cause one day they’re gone- and all you got left some empty bottles and an old country song plays on and on….
Johnny had a head like a ping-pong ball!
Francis Bacon
I’d like to come back home,
see the place where I was born
and my loved ones of those good old days…
untitled by JL Pictures. on Flickr.
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Malciussia (by ☆ Hellnigno ☆)