w/o words
Tuesday, June 19. 2007
... is the title of the English Version of Mia's song "Tanz der Moleküle"
Quite a catchy phrase isn't it? Somehow it came back into my mind yesterday. Adidas introduced it in 2004 as a worldwide campaign and it was a quite visible capaign during the recent worldcup (Jose +10).
“Impossible is just big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they’ve been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It’s an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It’s a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary.”
IMPOSSIBLE is NOTHING!
That's optimistic - exactly my cup of tea
I sit and wait
does an angel contemplate my fate
and do they know
the places where we go
when we´re grey and old
´cos I´ve been told
that salvation lets their wings unfold
so when I’m lying in my bed
thoughts running through my head
and I feel that love is dead
I’m loving angels instead
and through it all she offers me protection
a lot of love and affection
whether I’m right or wrong
and down the waterfall
wherever it may take me
I know that life wont break me
when I come to call she wont forsake me
I’m loving angels instead
when I’m feeling weak
and my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
and I know ill always be blessed with love
and as the feeling grows
she breathes flesh to my bones
and when love is dead
I’m loving angels instead
and through it all she offers me protection
a lot of love and affection
whether I’m right or wrong
and down the waterfall
wherever it may take me
I know that life wont break me
when I come to call she wont forsake me
I’m loving angels instead
A few days ago I read an article about George Clooney and his problems regarding the tabloid press. Obviously he can’t go out on a single evening without being bothered by officious photographers. I’m not anywhere as interesting as George Clooney, but somehow the small size of Bamberg seems to inspire quite a rumour mill…
Clooney’s way out of this situation was just to date a different girl every day, so that the tabloid press should become bored of speculating again and again. Somehow I had quite a similar strategy for the time being: I’ll be visiting a dancing course this semester with Katrin, I was skiing with Berit, and I took Hanna out to the recent Ersti-Party. Although I didn’t cause this “confusion” on purpose some of my friends seem to be quite eager on speculating on my love life.. Let’s see whether I can add something today
Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,
I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow
So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so
I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry
Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you
My regular readers have already noticed that I have had quite a busy time last week. Running from one event to the next, I didn’t have too much time to write about those.. Today I took a day “off” just to fight through the emails of the last two weeks and to finally write some impressions of last weeks events, like the running dinner, my second visit to the Berg in Erlangen, and of course the football opening party!