Saturday, August 23, 2008

Another Standard Love Song

Every photograph. Sweet dreaming to see me through. I want to remember you in a sweeter way. I wish everything was full of happier circumstances but how can I when my life is a private circus that I want no one to know about. I don't want to say goodbye. It's too much of a burden. Still want to hold you in my arms. Every cliché, every standard. How much is never enough?

Tout les photos. Les rêves douce pour moi.

It's another standard love song to sing to no-one in particular. Wish it was though. Especially when I look at her. If that was everything I ever wanted then I'll always go home disappointed. She's more than dreams, more than life, but there's no point in floating in this cheap emotion these words can give. Your heartache/heartbreak is another thing altogether.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Pretend We're Playing Games

Follow the leaders. Join the dots. Snakes and ladders. Let's pretend we're playing games when I say I love you. Follow the leaders. Join the dots. Snakes and ladders. Let's pretend we're playing games when you say you love me. It's more fun that way.

Seductress ( Field Of Misery )

It keeps me ticking over but I don't know when it stops. Call me when it's over, just for another chance. Keep looking at these pictures. It takes a romantic to know that the past wasn't all that great and the future doesn't look so good. The present is all I have, and it's not worth much. I'll never be happy either way because I'm filled with too much grief to enjoy the moment. Secret meetings, secret rendez-vous. The moment it falls is the moment it collapses. Lie dead on a heap of nothing. You'll do your back in just waiting for the landing.

She was the queen and I was the servant. Could lose myself in every cliché because that's what happened. There's no love, there's no loss, there's nothing here at all to make me change my mind. A hopeless infatuation. I wish she'd brought me along with her lies though, they seemed really worthwhile. An enchantress in my field of misery. Nothing ever changes round here. It doesn't matter how sunny your disposition is, you'll end up in the pouring rain. A tenderness that can't speak with words anymore, a heart that's given up on human emotion. It was never betrayal......but how do you explain that at all?

Seductress don't talk about what everyone else does. It only adds to your mystique. There's no love, there's no loss, there's nothing here at all but the rain pouring down on me in my field of misery. I should go in where it's nice and warm but everyone wants me to stay outside. Seductress is not keen on giving people a second chance. Seductress moves too quick for my liking.

Propaganda Report/Holiday Resort

Future made millions by oil barons. Link with link - America V Russia again. Slug it out and recognize independence because thar be gold in them hills. Other states of independence will not be recognized but they will be televised. Evangelise, the true meaning and spread the lies in beneath on daytime radio. Your propaganda report. Your propaganda report sounds more like a holiday resort. Can I have the brochure it's so nice. So inviting and so darn exciting. Are we on Jay Leno tonight? How about Conan? We'll go through every major league asshole just to get our point across!

ACL, ADNOC, Alon USA
Amerada Hess Corporation
Anadarko Petroleum Corporation
Apache Corporation
Arbusto Energy
Atlantic Petroleum
BG Group
Bharat Petroleum Corporation Limited
BHP Billiton
BP
Cairn Energy
Canadian Natural Resources
Chevron Corporation
Citgo
CNOOC Ltd.
ConocoPhillips
Cosmo Oil Company
Crown Central Petroleum
Cupet
Devon Energy
Ecopetrol
Enbridge
EnCana
ENSCO International
Eni
Essar oil ltd
Entreprise Tunisienne d'Activites Petroliere
ExxonMobil
Galp Energia
Petronet LNG Limited
Gujarat Gas Co. Ltd.
Gujarat State Petroleum Corporation
Gulf Oil
Grupa LOTOS
Hellenic Petroleum
Hindustan Petroleum Corporation Ltd
Husky Energy
IB Daiwa
Imperial Oil
INA - Industrija Nafte
Indian Oil Corporation
Inpex
Irving Oil
Japan Energy
Kerr-McGee
Koch Industries
Kuwait German Petroleum Company
LUKoil
Marathon Oil Corporation
Maxol Group
MedcoEnergi
Mol Group
Naftna Industrija Srbije
Naftohaz Ukrainy
NIOC
National Oil Corporation
Neste Oil

Nippon Oil
NNPC
Oil & Gas Development Company Limited
Occidental Petroleum
Oil India Limited
OOC
OMV
ONGC
PKN Orlen S.A.
PSO
Petróleos de Venezuela
Petroleos Mexicanos
Petro-Canada
Petrobras
PetroChina
PetroKazakhstan
Petrom
Petron Corporation
PETRONAS
PETROTRIN

Pertamina
Polish Oil and Gas Company
Qatar Petroleum
Reliance Industries Limited
Repsol YPF
Rompetrol Group N.V.
San-Ai Oil
Santos Limited
Sasol

Saudi Aramco
Royal Dutch Shell
Sinclair Oil
Sinopec
Snpc
Sonangol
Sonatrach
SPC
StatoilHydro
SOCAR
Sunoco
Suncor Energy
Surgutneftegaz
Syncrude
Talisman Energy
Todd Energy,

Total
United Refining Company
Vaalco Energy Inc.
Wintershall
Woodside Petroleum
YPFB
YUKOS


The world is yours. Have fun in the playground.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Mindless Repetition

For every confessional there is a professional. Pour your heart out with very little in return. In the end they let you down. The ultimate connection is the ultimate lie. But it is with this that we live and die by and produce for the next generation to follow. The mindless repetition has to be a good thing.

It's not a word to say out loud. Everyone makes mistakes. Some get punished more than others. Feel like a criminal with a ball and chain. It's society, folks, it's all we'll ever live by. Think you can break it? It breaks you! Be one with society. The mindless repetition has to be a good thing don't you know.

Monday, August 11, 2008

No World of Difference, No World of Change

But I believed you. It's only because I love you did I give you any trust at all. You sell good lies and have even got your friend in on the act. But the pictures don't lie. Elaborate details under false pretences. I find it hard to speak. I find it hard to think. What more can I do?

China substitutes Switzerland. Beijing replaces Geneva. The whole method of madness. I fall under your spell. But you know it hurts so much. I keep thinking that I must betray for you to act this way. And I fall in love which is the worst thing I should do. And I fall in love which is the worst thing I should do.

Take me back and kill me sweetly. Just do things so innocently. It makes no world of difference, no world of change. It just would be nice every once in a while. Tu es des amis sont vrais astucieux. Ils savent envelopper pour toi.

All I ever wanted was a second chance. I didn't cheat or steal from you, it was just honest confusion. But for all that I've done, this surely has been no fun. Why keep looking for the truth when all there is is lies. But you're very good, the best that I've come across. It's just hard for me to accept this loss.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

The Promises They All Make

Keep me locked in waiting for the phone to call. A secret entourage in a relationship. A former child star hiding the secrets from the public. It's a twisted form of love but it isn't really love. We were just friends.

I know there's more to the story but I've got a need for privacy too. Keep everything locked in because this tears the whole family down. Ambulance chasers have got me feeling the need too. Secret love requires feelings too. What can I do in a situation like this? We're both human after all. Even if we're no longer with you. Even if we're no longer among you.

352. 59 to 1. Almost counts as a legacy soon to be forgotten. Teenage girls know your every move. Mime every word in every film. Buy every magazine with your face on the cover. They're so accepting. They make you what you are. Another dark heart gone away. Feels like it's been years the way the radio says your name. I suppose everyone does. Even when it's so close and yet so far.

Become what you are. Leave behind a wasted legacy. They only say they love you when you're dead. If not publicly, then privately. Sad faces on magazines to show the hurt that you've caused. Making their lives so unhappy. She's only 22 and she was 28. The promises they all make when they're young. It's a hard life for the things you know. And the things you want to forget.

I see your face in a magazine and I forget about all the things I used to think about you. The turmoil in torment you have is tearing you apart. But the healing still continues. Why speculate about your weight when there are other things in your life? Too fat, too thin to get into what dress you're in. It just shows we've got nothing to talk about.

Saturday, August 09, 2008

Je souhaite que j'étais là

Elle va á Chine hier soir. Je ne sais pas pourquoi. Je s'aime. A l'enfer oú á Chine. Ce n'est pas un choix difficile. Pékin, je vous envie. Je me sens comme une criminel. Comme vous. Toujours je reve cela je s'embrasse. Toujours, je reve ces sentiments avec moi et avec toi étaient vraies. Je ne sais pas pourquoi je t'adore.

All empty road paths. But she's not the only one. I don't know why but it still matters like everything else. Every moment I just hoped to be wrapped up in her arms. Death could play out it's natural course, I won't mind. With the first train back I notice that I'm still in the same position. You cleanse my soul to ease the pain but double it up in return. I would've fallen in love. But you took the escape route to China. Just like another lover. To hell or China. Bejing or Shanghai. How many nights would I go missing? Just to go on the trail or to admit to another hopeless defeat.

Pékin et Shanghai. Oú es tu? Je ne sais pas et je ne sais pas pourquoi tu me quittes ici. Je t'adore et le meurtre dans mon âme brisé mon coeur. Toujours, je reve je suis á toi. Toujours, je reve de toi.

Nothing feels the same. Sandblasted from everything. Why keep hope, it's not worth the feeling. It's not the same anymore. Too many shocks upset the system. Why should I care anymore? When I fall asleep at night, I wish it would take me to your arms. But I'm in the dark and there's no way back at all.

Pékin, Shanghai, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Shenzhou, Taipei, Tianjen, Tiannemen. Une histoire de l'amour á Chine. Je souhaite que j'étais là avec toi.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

The Skies Into The Clouds

Whatever way you look at it it still keeps on tumbling down. Got your heart in a suitcase and we're ready to go. I don't know where you take me but I just keep on going. To follow the end of the road. To follow the skies into the clouds. Take me to the ends of the Earth. But only if it's in your name. Only if it's in your name will I be able to chance my arm into something approaching love.

Shy eyes returning this gift of sensuality. It might never exist but it never stopped anyone trying.