mardi 18 février 2025

Never go to that mist in the valley without taking a rose with you.

 




Tell me, after all that mason work which stone of the house would you like to be?

I would hold on to that stone that appears when the mist falls down over the valley. It's that stone that I like most and that I would like to be if I were one of the stones with which I'm building the stone house, the house of my dreams. 
No, I would never be one of the stones of the Louvre Pyramid but I would be one of the stones of the Alps.


It could just be a fluke, maybe is just a fluke, sending some sparks to the air here and there.

Occasionally we may do some work on that area. But for now we want our place, pace and peace for our life.


Is this place much more interesting than the one where we lived before?

I believe it is and it's always good to have a little faith.

The Alps is a beautiful place, even looking at it from the distance, from here, from the Abraham Mount, in Sintra Portugal, where I live.



Again and again

We wanted to talk about a few things, so as you see see you as we´re sat at the front door of our future home. So we talk... We were and are working in our house and what you can see behind us is nothing but one of many of our work tables.













I've been a mason, a bricklayer, whatever, a cemente maker, mixer, a carpenter, lately a tiler, a little bit of everything here and I've put a lot of faith and work into this house. It will not be necessary to draw other lessons, conclusions and judgments other than that we are building a home, our home, even though we´re now sitting at Delta front door.

Somewhere only we know

I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on So, tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on So, tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So, why don't we go somewhere only we know? Somewhere only we know Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on So, tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So, why don't we go? So, why don't we go? Ooh, ah Oh This could be the end of everything So, why don't we go somewhere only we know? Somewhere only we know Somewhere only we know

Again again

Was it all in real time Or was it just in my mind Or was I just a ghost passing through you? Clinging to the wreckage Until I got the message Hanging at the edge of the room Give me something that's real Give me half of your bitterest pill Something from under the surface You actually feel We say these words again and again But they still sound the same It was in your eyes, in your eyes They were just easy lies The lightest words are heavy And promises are easy And no one's ever happy or sad for very long But just because I said it It doesn't mean I meant it I guess that was the way all along I'm just shaping the sound I'm just turning the syllables round Dipping my toe in the water And watching you drown We say these words again and again But they still sound the same It was in my eyes, in my eyes They were just easy lies And it's been a long time waiting And it's been a lifetime in the making Oh-oh We said when you are alone and afraid I will come to your aid Was it just a dream?, just a dream? 'Cause it was real to me We say these words again and again But they still sound the same Say these words again and again And again and again.

 Everybody's Changing

You say, you wander your own land But when I think about it, I don't see how you can You're aching, you're breaking And I can see the pain in your eyes Says Everybody's Changing, and I don't know why So little time Try to understand that I'm Trying to make a move just to stay in the game I try to stay awake and remember my name But Everybody's Changing, and I don't feel the same You're gone from here Soon you will disappear, fading into beautiful light 'Cause Everybody's Changing, and I don't feel right So little time Try to understand that I'm Trying to make a move just to stay in the game I try to stay awake and remember my name But Everybody's Changing, and I don't feel the same So little time Try to understand that I'm Trying to make a move just to stay in the game I try to stay awake and remember my name But Everybody's Changing, and I don't feel the same Oh, Everybody's Changing, and I don't feel the same






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