Mood: Not Impressed
Listening to: Bachelorette - Björk
Watching: Boston law, s01 e16
Reading: What I’m writing
Playing: dead
Eating: air
Drinking: water
Thinking: Du vergaß meinen Namen…

When all that was ever wanted was to dream, nothing more, just to feel the mutual hope of dreaming… Anyway, I modified again a little bit the lyrics to exemplify how I feel…

Bachelorette
-Björk-

I’m a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl.
You were the bird on the brim hypnotised by the whirl.

Drank me, made me feel real, wetted your beak in the stream.
Game we played is life, love was a one-way dream.

You left, you didn’t return.
The tide showed you the way, but you forgot my name.
You went astray like a killer whale, trapped in a bay.

I was a path of cinders burning under your feet.
You were the one who walked me, I wasn’t your one way street.

I was a whisper in water, secret for you to hear.
You were the one who grew distant when I beckoned you near.

You left, you didn’t return.
The tide showed you the way, but you forgot my name.
You went astray like a killer whale, trapped in a bay.

I was a tree that grew hearts, one for each that you took.
You were the intruders hand, I was the branch that you broke.