Losing on a thuesday filled with purposeful desasters.
Tell her I’m losing on a tuesday afternoon.
Anger steers me clear of every instict for eloping.
Sometone should mention that I won’t see you again.
Tuesday’s the day I die moping in style but still so lost.
Caught in between the uptown seats destined to fall apart tonight.
I don’t mind the crazy weather, I’m so glad we stay together.
I’m just loosing on a tuesday filled with purposeful desasters.
Tell her I’m losing on a tuesday afternoon !
(‘Losing on a tuesday’ written and performed by Adam Green. Listen to it, you might like it !)
Nachtrag zum Blogpost von Gestern: Rechnen kann ich bei der Hitze wohl auch nicht. Aber beim Nachdenken war mir klar, dass mir die Tiefe des Tongagraben nicht 50%, sondern sicher um 100% mehr Angst macht !
LATITUDE: 17°15.27S, LONGITUDE: 168°23.75W, COURSE: 288T, SPEED: 2.7, WIND: E2, TO GO: 330nm