This is such a happy song that I listen to it whenever I’m feeling down to lift me up a bit. I really love it and hope you do too!
Someone shared this poem in English the other day, is is a bit odd but I really like it. I especially love the line ‘how we rolled up the carpets so we could dance’. I really enjoy reading poetry and hope that you enjoy reading this one…
Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
and dress them in warm clothes again.
How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running
until they forget that they are horses.
It’s not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere,
it’s more like a song on a policeman’s radio,
how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days
were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
to slice into pieces.
Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it’s noon, that means
Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we’ll never get used to it.
Overtaking is a tricky business, and I don’t mean in a car. No, I mean on foot. When you’re walking along at your own pace and you start to catch up with someone in front of you or someone crosses the road and ends up in front of you, you are faced with a tricky decision: slow down your walking speed or overtake. You probably don’t think it is that big a deal but I have come up with several possible scenarios which may change your mind.
A. The first scenario is of course the smooth over take. You walk around them without really having to increase your pace and no problems arise. This rarely happens.
B. You end up trying to walk past them before realising they are walking quicker than you think. This results in you walking next to them awkwardly with one of 2 possible outcomes
C. You make a successful overtake but then you come to a road or other obstacle which causes you to stop and them to catch back up with you. This is embarrassing because if you end up behind them you have to overtake them. Again.
D. When trying to walk past a large group of people who are taking up the whole pavement you sometime send up getting stuck in the middle of their huddle and very quickly trying to make a discreet exit. Or to avoid this situation you walk out in the perilous domain of the road and dice with death and almost sprint past the group of inconsiderate morons who feel the need to take up all the room possible.
If you think that these things don’t happen then you must be deluded, that or I have seriously bad luck when it comes to walking down the pavement as all of these things have happened to me.