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söndag, mars 22, 2009

Musik att lyssna till när man vill komma ner i varv

När jag och Åke träffades lyssnade han mycket på Leonard Cohen.
Jag tyckte inte om den musiken,
då.

Men nu älskar jag den.

Helt underbart när man kommer hem efter en stressig dag.
Lagom släpigt och raspigt.
Suzanne duett med Judy Collins
So long Marianne
Sisters of mercy
Hey, thats no way to say goodbye
The Strangers Song
Dance Me To The End of Love
I'm your man
If you want a lover
Ill do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
Ill wear a mask for you
If you want a partner
Take my hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
Im your man
If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
Ill examine every inch of you
If you want a driver
Climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
Im your man
Ah, the moons too bright
The chains too tight
The beast wont go to sleep
Ive been running through these promises to you
That I made and I could not keep
Ah but a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
Or Id crawl to you baby
And Id fall at your feet
And Id howl at your beauty
Like a dog in heat
And Id claw at your
Id tear at your sheet
Id say please, please
Im your man
And if youve got to sleep
A moment on the road
I will steer for you
And if you want to work the street alone
Ill disappear for you
If you want a father for your child
Or only want to walk with me a while
Across the sand
Im your man
If you want a lover
Ill do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
Ill wear a mask for you
A Thousand Kisses Deep
The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done
–Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet
–And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.
The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat . . .

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