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Maanantaiaamun tahdit

24. toukokuuta 2004

Sorvin ääressä taas, on kuin ei olisi poissa ollutkaan. Kyllä tää tästä käyntiin lähtee.

I spent a lot of my time looking at blue,
The colour of my room and my mood:
Blue on the walls, blue out of my mouth;
The sort of blue between clouds, when the sun comes out,
The sort of blue in those eyes you get hung up about.

When that feeling of meaninglessness sets in,
Go blowing my mind on God:
The light in the dark, with the neon arms,
The meek He seeks, the beast He calms,
The head of the good soul department.

I see myself suddenly
On the piano, as a melody.
My terrible fear of dying
No longer plays with me,
for now I know that I'm needed
For the symphony.

[Kate Bush: Symphony in Blue]

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