donderdag 30 juni 2011

Late night, a hard working lady

Eyooo,

Ik heb zojuist een SF film gezien die mij zo verontrustte dat ik er misselijk van werd. Toen Jackass 3D gekeken en ik voelde me een stuk beter. Splice, heette deze film. Hij gaat over een stel labratten die met DNA klooien en een soort mensding maken. Dit loopt natuurlijk uit de hand. Het is vrouwelijk en lijkt veel op een mens, maar kan niet praten, heeft rare achterpoten en een staart met een angel.
Standaard SF natuurlijk, maar dan heeft Adrian Brody, de hoofdpersoon, eh, seks met dat ding! Ik kon er niet naar kijken. Om het erger te maken verandert het beestmens  van geslacht (past nog binnen het verhaal) maar verkracht dan de vrouwelijke hoofdpersoon. Gadverdamme.

Tired
 
"Oh, man is it only that late?
For god's sake,
It's barely evening
But I can't stay awake.
 
My mouth sais words
I don't want to say.
I can't focus.
No need anyway.
 
I can hear my bed calling
Through the door and the floor,
I try to ignore it
While I shoudn't anymore.
 
Then, slowly I walk
To my sweet salvation
Walk to my bed
My night destination
 
I take off my clothes
And put them away
Along with the troubles
I had today.
 
I look in the mirror
And know that I see,
A guy I know well,
Say hi, it's me.
 
Then wash up my body
My face, teeth and soul,
Then crawl to my bedroom
The ritual is whole.
 
I get in bed
I lie down and sigh
Rerun the day
That just went by.
 
Nothing exceptional,
Or special in any way.
I just wanted rest
So I got that today.
 
I think of how I feel
Cold hands and cold feet,
Tuck them away.
To get the warmth I need.
 
Oh, the worst part is ahead
As I think of the sorrow,
Of the things I must say
Or do tomorrow.
 
No worries, man
It all be allright.
I'll do what I have to
And I'll do it right.
 
Then my mind goes bananas,
As I fantasize of awesome things
A bizarre situation
And the feeling it brings.
 
Beauty and terror,
Share the place,
Or get in a fight,
Or buy cars and race.
 
Wonderfull things going
On in my head.
While I fall asleep
In my little warm bed.
 
The moon turns the light off
And the stars descend from above
To make me a dream,
Which they know that I'll love."



Pretty sweet eh?


General
 
"I think I got it figured out,
I think I know what's going on.
But I can't say without a doubt.
That the love is really gone.
 
I want to go back again
To that place, to that time
When I felt like your only man
And thought you could be mine.
 
Yes, your beauty is still there,
But the sun is not that bright anymore,
Your still that fair,
But by heart is not that weak anymore.
 
Doubt is my battle,
Love is my war.
Almost near victory,
Never been that far.
 
To greater succes
Trusted my heart
But it made a mess.
And lost a part.
 
Of its power
And it's greed
Of its craving
Everlasting need."




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