samedi 1 octobre 2022

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Interpretations


You never have been alone on the road on your travels. Just for a couple of miles, since you left London. 
Wherever you go, the asphalt, the gravel and earth follow you.


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The resting places, the trees and the birds are always waiting for you. 


To welcome you and to give you a good stay. To comfort you and to lullaby your dreams in the crib you sleep in. The silence.


My Lady D'Arbanville

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My Lady D'Arbanville, 


why do you sleep so still? 


I'll wake you tomorrow 


And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill 

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My Lady D'Arbanville, why does it grieve me so? 


But your heart seems so silent Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low? My Lady D'Arbanville, why do you sleep so still? I'll wake you tomorrow And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill My
 Lady D'Arbanville, you look so cold tonight Your lips feel like winter 



Your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white My Lady D'Arbanville, why do you sleep so still? I'll wake you tomorrow And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la My Lady D'Arbanville, why does it grieve me so? But your heart seems so silent Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low? 
I loved you my Lady, though in your grave you lie 


I'll always be with you 


This rose will never die, this rose will never die 


I loved you my Lady, though in your grave you lie I'll always be with you 


This rose will never die, this rose will never die





Sometimes, the wind, the rain and the cold follow your path. 














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Moonshadow Moonshadow


Yes I'm being followed by a moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow A-leapin' and hoppin' on a moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow And if I ever lose my hands Lose my plow Lose my land Oh if I ever lose my hands Oh well I won't have to work no more And if I ever lose my eyes If my colors all run dry Yes if I ever lose my eyes Oh well I won't have to cry no more Yes I'm being followed by a moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow A-leapin' and hoppin' on a moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow And if I ever lose my legs I won't moan And I won't beg Oh if I ever lose my legs Oh well I won't have to walk no more And if I ever lose my mouth All my teeth North and south Yes if I ever lose my mouth Oh well I won't have to talk "Did it take long to find me?" I asked the faithful light Oh did it take long to find me? And are you gonna stay the night? I'm being followed by a moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow A-leapin' and hoppin' on a moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow Moonshadow












If i could believe what will never be real and true. For certain i wouldn´t be here. Wasting.
It´s kind of pretty in this way. It´s strong, I'm still here and I'll be here, somehow with you.
It's a dance of two distant souls in thought. Love hit and run. Love hit and run. Love it and run. Like a dead man under a magical idea. Wondering, imagining, fantasizing, dreaming, turning on and off the lights.



I`ll be kind and rough on the pages that you are in. 


In the words you write.


Your book






Different worlds in different times and places.


Is there some similarity between us, something that unites us. That can unite us as one. 


Morning as broken black bird as spoken



Morning has broken like the first morning 


Blackbird has spoken like the first bird 


Praise for the singing, praise for the morning 


Praise for them springing fresh from the world Sweet the rains new fall, 


sunlit from Heaven Like the first dewfall on the first grass 
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden 


Sprung in completeness where His feet pass 
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning 


Born of the one light, Eden saw play 


Praise with elation, praise every morning 
God's recreation of the new day 


Morning has broken like the first morning Blackbird has spoken like the first bird 


Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the world





Not alone on this travel to Deadhorse´ 
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No longer alone´
Are you with someone´


You were. You are´ You are.
It crushes on the cover of the book.


Am i alone´


What do you think´




Your thoughts about Nick and Mathilde. And as a couple travelling Meridians together around the world.

Are going to South America with them. 


To reach the point further south of South America, how are you going to handle it all alone. It will take some time to get there. Who will comfort you on your travel´ You'll need some human interaction. Someone to be with, to talk, to express yourself, to express your feelings and needs to someone. Here´s when you get venerable, weak. Where you can get lost and loose control of yourself. I´ll not be there with you. 
Tomorrow I'll be travelling to Seattle on my private jet. I hope to meet with you at the airport, 5PM. The dinner table and the motel room are Booked, reserved. The next day we´ll meet with those beautiful people at the Seattle´s Center. I got two tickets to Iron Maiden concert in Seattle. If you wanna go with me´














Then, America and South America west coast. Many. many miles. A lot of fuel... it will take a while. 
Then what´ Where are you going´ To Australia´


Are you alone´


Isn´t it what you want.
Are You finding yourself alone´




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