Eine kleine Kostprobe

Lyrics

Wake up alone,
now you do what you’re told;
It keeps coming, coming.
Matter of fact,
I liked you like that,
But I’m done in, done in.

Followed your breadcrumbs,
they led to the sea.
Followed your breadcrumbs,
led to the sea, sea, sea…

Observe exhibit A,
who never learned to stay
there’s nothing in you for the light to hit,
pound it into the dirt,
to try and make it work.
You won’t be happy till we’ve drowned in it.
We’re never gonna fit.

Consider the trade,
your promises made were worth nothing, nothing.
Whatever you say,
well walking away,
is still running…running (darling)

Followed your breadcrumbs,
they led to the sea.
Followed your breadcrumbs,
led to the sea, sea, sea…

Observe exhibit A,
who never learned to stay
there’s nothing in you for the light to hit,
pound it into the dirt,
to try and make it work.
You won’t be happy till we’ve drowned in it
we’re never gonna fit.

Waited too long,
did everything wrong,
Said don’t worry, it’s not me.
You got what you want
and you’re not gonna start saying sorry, sorry.

Followed your breadcrumbs,
they led to the sea (sea).
Followed your breadcrumbs,
led to the sea (sea), sea (sea).
Followed your breadcrumbs,
it led to the sea (sea), sea (sea), sea (sea)

(via Hubert)

Lyrics:
This summer I went swimming,
This summer I might have drowned
But I held my breath and I kicked my feet
And I moved my arms around, I moved my arms around.

This summer I swam in the ocean,
And I swam in a swimming pool,
Salt my wounds, chlorine my eyes,
I’m a self-destructive fool, a self-destructive fool.

This summer I swam in a public place
And a reservoir, to boot,
At the latter I was informal,
At the former I wore my suit, I wore my swimming suit.

This summer I did the backstroke
And you know that’s not all
I did the breast stroke and the butterfly
And the old Australian crawl, the old Australian crawl.
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This summer I did swan dives
And jackknifes for you all
And once when you weren’t looking
I did a cannonball, I did a cannonball.

Danke an Philip für den Hinweis auf Reservoir Dogs:

Und hier die Stelle bei Dinner for Schmucks, die mich überhaupt wieder darauf aufmerksam machte:

Lyrics:
I watched the smoke, as it grew darker and blew up through the roof
I watched the fed, saw them panic, as the fire grew
I saw Virginia, get rid of Langley, and its secrets too
I held your hand, and sat there knowing, that we’d make it through

I saw this man disposed of hunger and soap operas too
I saw this field, that grew perfection, full of things you do
I saw this box, get rid of heartache and cure cancer too
When I awoke I sat there hoping, this is what we’ll do

If we can, we will leave a letter and this song for you
And we’ll write once a day and float it through the sea to you
We’ll regret all those things we thought of but didn’t ever do

If we can we will leave a letter and this song for you
And we’ll write once a day and float it through the sea to you
We’ll regret all those things we thought of but didn’t ever do
When the sky seems to clear who will then be left, but a few, me and you

Und nein, ich schaue nach wie vor eigentlich keinen Frauenfußball, außer den zwanzig Minuten Deutschland-Kanada, die mich nur in meiner Meinung bestärkt haben, dass das selbst mit Sommermärchen nichts für mich ist.