Wild Cat

Like a true nature’s child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die

Born to be wild

Born to Be Wild. Steppenwolf

Soul plane holidays

And I grew strong
And so you’re back from outer space
I just walked in to find you here with that
sad look upon your face
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I’d've known for just one second you’d
back to bother me

I Will Survive. Gloria Gaynor

So much the better!

I saw your picture hanging on the back of my door,
Won’t give you my heart,
No one lives there anymore.
And we were lovers
Now we can’t be friends,
Fascination ends,
Here we go again
Cause it’s cold outside, when you coming home
Cause it’s hot inside, isn’t that enough

I’m not in love. Crystal Castles

The Homecoming

In Perinthia’s streets and square today you enter cripples, dwarfs, hunchbacks, obese men, bearded women. But the worse cannot be seen; guttural howls are heard from cellars and lofts, where families hide children with three heads or with six legs. Perinthia’s astronomers are faced with a difficult choice. Either they must admit that all their calculations were wrong and their figures are unable to describe the heavens, or else they must reveal that the order of the gods is reflected exactly in the city of monsters.

Italo Calvino

My only friends

Can you picture what will be,
So limitless and free
Desperately in need… of some… stranger’s hand
In a… desperate land
Lost in a Roman… wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane,
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

The End. Doors

La Promenade

Once, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose,
With care his sweet person adorning,
He put on his Sunday clothes.

He drew on a boot to hide his hoof,
He drew on a glove to hide his claw,
His horns were concealed by a Bras Chapeau,
And the Devil went forth as natty a Beau
As Bond-street ever saw.

The Devil’s Walk. Percy Bysshe Shelley

 

Men don’t read!

Don’t worry I often go to dinners and parties
With some old friends
Who care for me,
Take me back home and stay.

Monochrome floors, monochrome walls,
Only absence near me,
Nothing but silence around me.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life,
Only absence near me,
Nothing but silence around me

Monochrome. Yann Tiersen