more or less synched up

 
Wie viele Male, in den letzten Jahren? Wie viele Male hatte ich Menschen vor mir und sah, wie sich ihre Lippen bewegten? Ich sah, wie sie zu mir sprachen, ich hörte die Laute die sie von sich gaben und ich verstand diese Laute auch. Doch, wie viele Male hatte ich das Gefühl, diese Laute würden gar nicht aus diesen Menschen kommen? Wie oft habe ich gedacht "Die Hülle die vor mir steht ist nicht die, die gerade zu mir spricht"? "Diese Laute, diese Gedanken, diese Welten, stammen aus einer anderen Hülle. Die durch diese Hülle, die hier vor mir steht, spricht. Wie in einem schlecht synchronisierten Film...

Call me seek, if you'd like.
If it helps you.

Aber wenn du das durchgemacht hättest, was ich am durchmachen bin, würdest du vielleicht etwas behutsamer mit deinem Urteil umgehen. Und vielleicht könntest du dann auch eher etwas von deiner eigenen Stimme hören, von ihrer Poesie.

And you may.
Realize how.
Paradise is where you.
Arrived now.
Only much much.
Better.


Language Is A Virus  ==  Laurie Anderson

Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much
Better.

I saw this guy on the train
And he seemed to gave gotten stuck
In one of those abstract trances.
And he was going: "Ugh...Ugh...Ugh..."

And Fred said:
"I think he's in some kind of pain.
I think it's a pain cry."
And I said: "Pain cry?
Then language is a virus."

Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!

Well I was talking to a friend
And I was saying:
I wanted you.
And I was looking for you.
But I couldn't find you. I couldn't find you.
And he said: Hey!
Are you talking to me?
Or are you just practicing
For one of those performances of yours?
Huh?

Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!

He said: I had to write that letter to your
mother.
And I had to tell the judge that it was you.
And I had to sell the car and go to Florida.
Because that's just my way of saying
(It's a charm.)
That I love you. And I
(It's a job.)
Had to call you at the crack of dawn
(Why?)
And list the times that I've been wrong.
Cause that's just my way of saying
That I'm sorry.
(It's a job.)

Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!

Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much
(It's a shipwreck,)
Better.
(It's a job.)

You know? I don't believe there's such
a thing as TV. I mean -
They just keep showing you
The same pictures over and over.
And when they talk they just make sounds
That more or less synch up
With their lips.
That's what I think!

Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!
Language! It's a virus!

Well I dreamed there was an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me!

Because they all lived on an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me! Why?

Paradise is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much better.