travelinglady

Playin’ touch football on Marijuana Street
Or in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my cleats
Get high, so high that I feel like lying
Down in a cigar, roll me up & smoke me cuz
(I feel like dying)

Falkirk is situated in the Forth Valley,
somewhere beteewn Glasgow and Edinburgh.
No one is entirely sure.

god bless scottish pie and celtic men

casual work, casual encounters
as the western wind blows
out angers lets you flow
just as stout and so I feel
glasgow belfast and berlin
such a small world isn’t it?

longing for some fun
foxy fenian phoenix
smouldering we’d found it

I hitched down one saturday
Sixty miles to Kilmarnock
To see Hibernian play
The day was bright and sunny
But the game I won’t relay
And there was no Kilmarnock bunnet
To make me want to stay

I am all alone this time around
Sometimes on my side I hear a sound
Places parallel I know it’s you
Feel the little peices bleeding through
And on, this goes on

Chi glielo dice a chi è giovane adesso di quante volte si possa sbagliare,

fino al disgusto di ricominciare perchè ogni volta è poi sempre lo stesso

Invisibile
l’amore nelle sue versioni
invisibile
la luna tutta
il sangue senza rivali
la rosa nuova nel giardino
la cometa d’oro nel cielo stellato
invisibile
un camion di angeli
santeria e santità
l’ambizione muta del compositore
invisibile

È la strategia miserabile del cacciatore
che si fa invisibile

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2N9piZjt_k8

didn’t expect windows technology
could be so bloody complicated
it was a sunny day that day
the air strong smelled of brewery

cakes ‘n’ and sweets ‘n’ biscuits making
not to mention football stuff
sun still shines but money’s lacking
beer never enough