FOTO #44









we were,
by definition,
the kings and queens
of shambles





ik neem de straat mee in mijn koffer;
baksteen in mijn broekzak
en aarde tussen mijn tanden
want dan heb ik straks
ook nog wat te wandelen

did
you
come
to
save
the
day
?







everything will be alright;
we have pie

my heart is like an artichoke;
there's a leaf for everyone

my
heart
is
a
hobo












when i do the dishes
i like singing along
to the water running
but the melody’s all wrong

if i'd known
you were coming
i would have
baked a
cake









eat your
cake,
have your
cake,
who cares?


you're not really funny;
it's the way you comb your hair

linda thinks of purple skies
she thinks of green canoes
she thinks of cats in pink and red
and beautiful yellow blues

jimmy did a little dance
all the birds clapped their hands
mary sang a song for them
jimmy took her purse and ran
jimmy laughed for two whole days
until he saw her sad sad face
all the birds were awfully bored
'jimmy, won't you dance some more?'

everything
i've
got
is
on
the
wall


de rede was vergeten
of had zich verstopt
drankzucht werd net wakker
drankzucht was vroeg op
genegenheid zocht aandacht
en pruilde allengs meer
onbezonnenheid struikelde
het deed een beetje zeer
drama kwam ook kijken
drama was te vroeg
drama was degene
die iedereen wegjoeg
vermoeidheid ging naar bed
en dekte verdriet toe
op de gang brandde een lampje
want angst is nimmer moe

any place i hang my salami is
home


we walked hand in hand
the way down to the tram
and when we said goodbye
twenty fingers cried
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