MY HEAD WANTS TO THINK NORMALLY

dum da lee da
I need to reorganize words
into thoughts of my own
out of this world of violence and pain

dum da lee da
perhaps the shapes
perhaps the sounds
but not the meaning should lead my song

dum da lee da
dum da lee da
I can’t make it, I’m stuck with meaning and sense
my head wants to think normally

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[Picture: A new age by reading_is_dangerous]

HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I THOUGHT OF YOU

In 1956, in Egypt, Henri Michaud wrote: 
« Combien de fois j’ai songé à vous ici sur cette terre qui unit vivants et morts. »

My translation:
“How many times have I thought of you here on this land which unites the living and the dead.”

Now a few words of mine:
Over there, black offerings
Dirty you and me
Rising without wings
Towards the Bloody Mountain god
He is the Father of fathers, the Lord of Shadows
This blue sky which separates
The living and the dead

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Picture : Dirty you and me by reading_is_dangerous