The bed
This is the place where she lay her head
when she went to bed at night
And this is the place our children were conceived
candles lit the room brightly at night
And this is the place where she cut her wrists
that odd and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
This is the place where we used to live
I paid for it with love and blood
And these are the boxes that she kept on the shelf
Filled with her poetry and stuff
And this is the room where she took the razor
and cut her wrists that strange and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
I never would have started if I’d known
that it’s end this way
But funny thing, I’m not at all sad
that it stopped this way
This is the place where she lay her head
when she went to bed at night
And this is the place our children were conceived
candles lit the room brightly at night
And this is the place where she cut her wrists
That odd and fateful night
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling
Sad song
Staring at my picture book
she looks like Mary, Queen of Scots
She seemed very regal to me
just goes to show how wrong you can be
I’m gonna stop wastin’ my time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
My castle, kids and home
I thought she was Mary, Queen of Scots
I tried so very hard
shows just how wrong you can be
I’m gonna stop wasting time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
…
Perfect night Julie ! 🙂
Merci, et perfect day à toi demain ma chère Moonath ! 🙂
Merci… demain… un lundi marathon comme chaque début de semaine…
où mon double part au boulot, mon triple s’occupe des enfants et gère le quotidien… pendant que je poétise mes rêves sous la couette !!! Yes, perfect day en perspective !!! 🙂
doux lundi à toi et belle semaine…
Une femme trois-en-une… Au moins ! Petit clin d’œil à la Wonder woman qui est en toi :
https://mooonalila.wordpress.com/2013/10/27/la-femme-ideale-the-ideal-woman/
Surtout n’oublie pas de poétiser 😉
Merci pour cet hommage, nous sommes nombreux dans la blogosphère à réagir à la disparition de ce bonhomme pas commes les autres.
Merci d’être passé par ici !
J’ai vu l’article et l’adresse chez Tuxnux, alors la curiosité m’a piqué. Moi je suis haut normand d’origine, émigré depuis 13 ans à Angers. J’ai le sommeil lourd d’habitude mais cette nuit la tempête m’a vraiment réveillé…
😕
Un peu de Lou Reed pour colorer la nuit blanche ? 😉
Oh, I first read your post, then I heard the news.
Let us walk on his wild side!
😦
I will never get tired of his voice.
un grand musicien.. aucun doute!
🙂
Je préfère/ j’ai préferé « Sad Song »…..il a laissé des traces ce « garcon »
No doubt…
Oui hommage à l’homme qu’il fut et à son grand talent !
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