England

Someone send a runner through the weather that I'm under for the feeling that I lost today.
Someone send a runner for the feeling that I lost today.

You must be somewhere in London, you must be lovin' your life in the rain.
You must be somewhere in London, walking Abbey Lane.

I don't even think to make
I don't even think to make
I don't even think to make corrections.

The National

Streets without name

I wanna run

I want to hide

I wanna tear down the walls

That hold me inside

I wanna reach out

And touch the flame

Where the streets have no name

Ha...ha...ha...

I want to feel

Sunlight on my face

I see the dust cloud disappear

Without a trace

I want to take shelter from the poison rain

Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name

We're still building

Then burning down love

Burning down love

And when I go there

I go there with you

It's all I can do

U2

Scary Ghosts

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

The White Stripes

Into the wild

And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once. To find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions.

Primo Levi

Nature

There is pleasure in the pathless woods,

There is a rapture on the lonely shore,

There is society, where none intrudes,

By the deep sea, and music in its roar:

I love not man the less, but Nature more...

Lord Byron

Spiders, flies and drops

There're spiders in your room
But there always will be
There's people to be foolen
And there always has been
...
Every little piece pulls
In its own direction
Please love, don't be scared
It's just your own reflection

Hold out you hand
Hold out your hand
Or we'll carry you

Editors

wakey, wakey

Wakey, wakey, rise and shine
It's on again, off again, on again
Watch me fall like
Dominoes in pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackbird pie
I'm tingling, tingling, tingling
It's what you feel now
What you ought to, what you ought to
Reasonable and sensible.

Radiohead