tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76209000019012052752012-02-16T08:53:08.583-08:00Un espace pour y mettre nos lyrics...THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-29545363441426219372008-11-16T14:51:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:32:39.404-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Subway<br />Tunnels<br />Roads<br />Lifts<br />Buses<br />Cabs<br />Cable cars<br />Trains<br /><br />There’s no need for crumbs anymore<br />We can’t loose our way anymore<br />Driven like cattle more and more<br />There is no wolf anymore<br /><br />Cell Phones<br />Radio<br />TV<br />Computers<br />Downloads<br />Games<br />Chat<br />Virtuality<br /><br />There’s no wonderland anymore<br />Kids don’t fly at night anymore<br />Just the clock ticking more and more<br />But no crocodile anymore <br /><br />Like a princess<br />Locked in a tower…<br />The Dragon has been sleeping for long<br />For she does not try to escape<br />This digital fairy tale<br />And her prince<br />Caught on the web<br />Sends her mail<br />From time to time...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-2954536344142621937?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-49539008348424824902008-11-16T14:49:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:21:44.177-08:00Walking down the street<br />I hear the sounds of life<br /><br />I‘m thinking of you<br />And I smile<br /><br />Softly in my mind<br />The thoughts of us<br />Are dancing<br /><br />I can hear your voice<br />I can feel you<br />Right here<br /><br />Oh swing low<br />Sweet miracle<br />You are<br /><br />Oh swing low<br />sweet miracle<br /><br />From my room<br />I look through the window<br />I see a little boy and a little girl<br /><br />Sitting in the living room<br />I’m waiting for the night<br />I’m waiting for you to be back<br /><br />Oh swing low<br />Sweet miracle<br />You are<br /><br />Oh swing low<br />sweet miracle<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-4953900834842482490?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-84069590180285469322008-11-16T14:48:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:23:36.848-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">A taste of salt<br />On your skin<br />Foreign perfumes<br />Exhaling off the room<br />Seems that we belong to eternity<br />Under the stars<br />Under a timeless moon<br /><br />Stay close to me<br />And take my hand<br />Share this magic moment<br /><br />Rapture<br />Mix of orange and jasmine<br />Twirls of smoke<br />Tint the light of blue<br />Rapture<br />I’m wobbling and you are smiling<br /><br />A taste of salt<br />On my lips<br />I can hear the waves on the beach<br />All our senses are waiting<br />For the break of day<br /><br />Stay close to me<br />Caress my skin<br />Share that moment<br />Share it with me<br />Touch my face as I am dreamin'<br />Making music, sets us free<br /><br />Rapture<br />Mix of orange and jasmine<br />Twirls of smoke<br />Tint the light of blue<br /><br />Rapture<br /><br />A taste of salt<br />On your skin<br />Foreign perfumes<br />Exhaling off the room<br />Seems that we belong to eternity<br />Under the stars<br />Under a timeless moon</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-8406959018028546932?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-28965533433793254902008-11-16T14:46:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:24:17.679-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">You<br />Me<br />Together<br /><br />Your hand<br />In my hand<br />Your face nested in my neck<br />The heat of your breath<br />On my skin<br />The taste of your lips<br /><br />You<br />Me<br />Together<br /><br />Your eyes<br />In mine<br />I just feel<br />Mesmerized<br />The love that you give<br />I just can’t denie<br />That it makes me feel<br />So high<br /><br />You<br />Me<br />Together</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-2896553343379325490?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-69936059199111679392008-11-16T14:45:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:25:07.355-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">In many ways<br />I should apologize to you<br /><br />Delicate muse<br />I’m still thinking of you<br /><br />And I crave<br />For your warm hand<br />On my arm<br /><br />And I crave<br />For that very day…</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-6993605919911167939?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-41086263665584875052008-11-16T14:44:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:27:10.899-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Noizy breeze<br />Blowing from a fake skye<br />Ambitious antennas<br />Dancing ‘round your naked shoulder<br /><br />Is this necessary ?<br /><br />I appreciate<br />Your genuine plastic skin<br />And the mask<br />You share with your neighbour<br />Computarized glamour<br /><br />Is this necessary ?<br /><br />Charming infantry<br />Neuralogic conquest<br />Fashionable and sparkling champagne<br />A narcotic to make us doze<br />I do not drink those bubbles<br /><br />Is this necessary ?<br /><br />And from this shiny mud will rise<br />The lightest part of things<br /><br />From your cherry flavoured grease<br />Useless and unseen<br /><br />And what you don’t need<br />Shall bring you shame<br /><br />And what you choke<br />Shall bring your end</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-4108626366558487505?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-10400843485486003542008-11-16T14:41:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:28:35.516-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Can you keep a secret ?<br /><br />Open up a box your favorite one<br />The most precious the golden one<br />In which you'd set<br />Your jewels and gems<br />In which you'd set<br />Emeralds and pearls<br /><br />Open up your hand<br />I will lay down a flower<br />White and pearly like a potion<br />You drink deep<br />O deep, so deep<br />And brings you ecstasy<br /><br />Can you keep a secret ?<br /><br />Open up a book a brand new one<br />Caress its white and silky sheets<br />And fill them up with words<br />The precious<br />The pearly,<br />The shiny,<br />The golden ones<br /><br />Open up your hands<br />I will lay down a star<br />Immaterial like a dream<br />We live in<br />That dream<br />That brings us ecstasy<br /><br />Can you keep a secret ?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-1040084348548600354?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-70338507829383056492008-11-16T14:38:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:29:32.024-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Sunday morning<br />I fell glued and tired<br />Tired of the week<br />Tired of everything<br /><br />Sunday morning<br />Everyone is sleeping<br />I’m here waiting,<br />Waiting for your rise<br /><br />One circle out of two<br />Has already gone by<br />Taken away by the night<br /><br />One circle’s left to us<br />To leave all behind<br />Wake up now<br />It’s time<br /><br />Sunday morning<br />Don’t wanna do anything<br />Sunday morning<br />Don’t wanna see anybody<br /><br />Sunday morning<br />I just want to hang around<br />Just want to stay in bed<br />Don’t feel like goin’ out</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-7033850782938305649?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620900001901205275.post-11185459820870722062008-11-16T14:36:00.000-08:002008-11-19T09:32:18.191-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Listening to the rain<br />Falling on the roof<br />Remembering the things<br />That we’ve been through<br />I know it’s been so long<br />Since I met you<br /><br />Your voice<br />Your eyes<br />Your face<br />Your smile<br /><br />Your hair<br />Your lips<br />Your touch<br />Your arms<br /><br />And what I’m feelin’ now is<br /><br />Blue flavour in my mouth<br />Blue flavour on my skin<br />Blue flavour in my soul<br />Blue flavour<br />Blue flavour<br /><br />Like the salt in the sea<br />Like the green of the trees<br />I know that we all belong to each other<br />And you are part of me<br /><br />I miss you so much<br />I miss you so much...<br /><br />And what I’m feelin’ now is<br /><br />Blue flavour in my mouth<br />Blue flavour on my skin<br />Blue flavour in my soul<br />Blue flavour<br />Blue flavour<br /><br />Where are you now ?<br />What’s her name ?<br />Do you still play the same game ?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620900001901205275-1118545982087072206?l=thirdshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>THIRD SHOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07310032016722310159noreply@blogger.com0