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Ich sende diese Ode an Liebe, Lebenswillen und Phantasie meiner allerliebsten TradeMark@Registered. Ursprünglich für ein Kind, einen Bruder. Inzwischen für alle Kinder und für alle Brüder und Schwestern im Geiste. Für alle Herzen, die noch etwas vom Kinde bewahren konnten.


Brother Sport  ==  Animal Collective

Open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat
And let all of that time
All of that time
All of that time
All of that time go

I know it sucks that Daddy's done
But try to think of what you want
You've got to open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat

Matt!

Support your brother
[Avey in background:] Sport brother

You've got his way and what he said
To help you shape the way you play
You've got to get rid of the more
Conservative habits of your mind
[Avey in background:] "You've got to have a real good time"

Woo!

Matt!

You're halfway to fully grown
You've got a real good shot
No help to hold inside
Give a real
Give a real shout out

Matt!









Look after your brothers and sisters.
They need you.
They need each other.
[ Wonders of the Deep  ==  The Chemical Brothers ]



Siehe auch den Post "Deepest Sensation"



Ich liebe dich, meine Muse.
Ich meine: Ich liebe dich, meine Marke.
 
 

there isn't much

 
My Girls  ==  Animal Collective

There isn't much that I feel I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
But with a little girl, and by my spouse,
I only want a proper house

I don't care for fancy things
Or to take part in the freshest wave,
But to provide for mine who ask
I will, with heart, on my father's grave

On my father's grave
(On your father's grave)

I don't mean to seem like I
Care about material things,
Like a social status,
I just want
Four walls and adobe slats
For my girls