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  • (bkz: tina dico)

    lying back to back at 10 to 1
    you’re awake, like me
    trying to concieve that done is done
    you made a mistake, i see
    but i’m a little too tired, baby - it’s a little too late

    to bring it up, in the weary dark of night
    between black and white
    is a thousand shades of grey
    i’m not giving up but i need a little light
    oh – save it for the break of day
    save it for the break of day

    monday’s paper scattered on the floor
    lost in time, like me
    nothing that i haven’t seen before
    a simple mind set free
    but i’m a little too tired, baby - it’s a little too late

    to bring it up, in the weary dark of night
    between black and white
    is a thousand shades of grey
    i’m not giving up but i need a little light
    oh – save it for the break of day

    you’ve been a little bit worried lately
    been a little too scared to make me
    take a stand a chance to maybe
    land this kamikaze romance safely
    i’m just a little too tired, baby
    it’s a little too late

    to bring it up, in the weary dark of night
    between black and white
    is a thousand shades of grey
    i’m not giving up but i need a little light
    oh – save it for the break of day
    save it for the break of day
  • bir john donne şiiri.

    'tis true, 'tis day; what though it be?
    o wilt thou therefore rise from me?
    why should we rise, because 'tis light?
    did we lie down, because 'twas night?
    love which in spite of darkness brought us hither
    should in despite of light keep us together.

    light hath no tongue, but is all eye;
    if it could speak as well as spy,
    this were the worst that it could say -
    that being well, i fain would stay,
    and that i loved my heart and honour so,
    that i would not from her, that had them, go.

    must business thee from hence remove?
    oh, that's the worst disease of love!
    the poor, the foul, the false, love can
    admit, but not the busied man.
    he which hath business, and makes love, doth do
    such wrong as when a married man doth woo.
  • stay, o sweet, and do not rise;
    the light that shines comes from thine eyes;
    the day breaks not, it is my heart,
    because that you and i must part.
    stay, or else my joys will die,
    and perish in their infancy.

    john donne
  • adının bıraktığı güzel izlenimleri silip geçebilen victory at sea şarkısı:

    through the dark
    i can see
    past the lines of you and me.
    then it's light,
    the break of day.
    i listen closely just to hear you say
    you won't leave.
    still, it's light.
    i can see it fade.
    another dollar spent,
    but not one made.
    i got a letter from a dear old friend,
    i threw it all away.
    i'd do it again.
    finish what you start.
    why don't you
    sit and wait until we fall apart.
    still, here you are.
    still, here i am.
    we watch that clock
    as though it has no hands.
    another day goes by,
    it goes so slow.
    i hope these things will change,
    but we both know
    that you won't finish what you start.
    why don't you finish what you start?
    why don't you sit and wait
    until we fall apart?
    you look like someone who's waiting... you just sit
    and wait and watch
    until we fall apart.
  • telefondaki eski fotoğraf ve videoları silerken günün bu saatinde tesadüf eseri çalabilen şarkıymış.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6g0w5jibf_y