The gnome

I want to tell you a story
'Bout a little man if I can.
A gnome named Grimble Gromble.
And little gnomes stay in their homes,
Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine.

He wore a scarlet tunic,
A blue-green hood, it looked quite good.
He had a big adventure
Amidst the grass, fresh air at last.
Wining, dining, biding his time...

And then one day...
Hooray, another way for gnomes to say
Ooh my...

Look at the sky, look at the river.
Isn't it good?
Look at the sky, look at the river.
Isn't it good?

Winding, finding places to go.

And then one day
Hooray, another way for gnomes to say
Ooh my ooh my...

Pink Floyd

And also the trees - Slow pulse boy

Ενα διαμάντι του 1987 από μιά μπάντα με μεγάλη ιστορία τους "Αnd also the Τrees" αυτή την φορά.

Somewhere the blast furnace explodes
Plumes of amber in the night sky
Each explosion bounces
From horizon to horizon
From horizon... to horizon
And for a while, the slow pulse boy
Stood by the window
And let the fire sink into his skin
Again all was still
But for the empty tin
Rolling up and down a gutter
On the breeze

Then we were standing very close
I could live in the space
Between his heartbeats
Outside the blast furnace errupts again
And dark red rivers
Filled our veins with frenzy
We could tear up the floors
And find all the things we'd ever lost...


Frail of heart
Renounce your fears
Locked away inside
All these years

Remain in light
Renounce your fears
For you have been mesmerized

Break this spell of silence
Dead Can Dance


Mία παλιά "ορφανή" φωτογραφία για σήμερα,χωρίς πολλά λόγια,χωρις καν τίτλο....