david sometimes şarkısı.

(obscure59 - 14 Şubat 2007 21:57)

videosu da ne güzeldir, birden gençleşirler yine, yine birbirlerini severler, isterler...sonra yine hatırlarlar artık yaşlı olduklarını ve kadının bakışı ne kötüdür o zaman.

(glass sealed - 24 Temmuz 2002 02:10)

mark burgess'in okuduğu bir şiirden esinlenip isim babalığı ettiği the chameleons şarkısı. hatırladığı kadarıyla şiirin bir kısmı şöyleymiş: "wednesday's child is full of woe; thursday's child has far to go"

(nightcrawler - 24 Ocak 2009 23:39)

david bowie'nin son muhteşem albümü heathen'ın en güzel parçası.

edit: heathen'dan değil hours'danmış. uyardığı için devotee'ye sonsuz teşekkürler.

(ch32vs1 - 11 Ekim 2010 00:44)

erken ya da gec kalma, ugrasip didinip sonunda hep zamansiz olma, gulumseyisine hic bir seyin bizi hazirlayamadigina da illa ki gec/erken kalma, hatta sadece zamansizlikla o masumiyete sarinabilme, pismanliklardan arinabilme uzerine bir not ama insani tropik bir ada gibi sariyor atiyor. persembeler, olmez umutlar, ve kolayca keyiflendirilebilenler icin hersey yerli yerine oturacaktir elbet ve at bir yarin benden yana der evet. en sonunda koskoca bir huzne bindirip geri sekiyorsunuz fren yerine gaza basmis gibi ama olur o kadar. erken ya da gec kal(a)madigimiz, zamandisi senkronigimizin varligina da bir tanik sanki. severim.

(deyvidbovi - 17 Nisan 2003 18:04)

(bkz: thursday)

(yourstruly - 17 Nisan 2003 18:05)

her perşembe aklıma gelen şarkı. cuma gününe girmeden...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8s227ffnwl8

(poison pill - 10 Ocak 2013 18:29)

all of my life i've tried so hard
doing my best with what i had
nothing much happened all the same
something about me stood apart
a whisper of hope that seemed to fail
maybe i'm born right out of my time
breaking my life in two (throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
now that i've really got a chance (throw me tomorrow..oh,oh) everything's falling into place (throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
seeing my past to let it go (throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
only for you i don't regret
that i was thursday's child
monday, tuesday, wednesday born i was (x2)
sometimes i cried my heart to sleep
shuffling days and lonesome nights
sometimes my courage fell to my feet
lucky old sun is in my sky
nothing prepared me for your smile
lighting the darkness of my soul
innocence in your arms (throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
now that i've really got a chance (throw me tomorrow..oh,oh) everything's falling into place (throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
seeing my past to let it go (yeah, throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
only for you i don't regret
that i was thursday's child
monday, tuesday, wednesday born i was thursday's child

david bowienin yaratıcı ve hakkaten cok yaslanmıs dedirten bi klibe sahip olan guzide sarkisi..

(pancake - 1 Nisan 2001 20:16)

o sahane sarkiya o sahane klibi ceken walter sternden baskasi degildir.

(my jekyll doesnt hide - 11 Ocak 2005 08:53)

tanita tikaramın the sweet keeper albümünün nefis şarkısı..sözleri de şöyledir..

i swear i wasn't cat-napping
to edge into your life
i didn't notice no sad thing
(it's a sundance)
to the strange strains that you entice
now you may walk into an ocean view
(exciting)
it's like you have understood
and i was just talking at you
talking at you
for the good inside, the good inside of us

do you send me?
no, you're a kind of dream
but somewhere in the scheme of things
we'll find who's thursday's child

we don't have to undo you
or entertain your kind
only reason i talk to you
is 'cos i think you maybe, a heart attack is blind

and checking out your resume
and making out your plans
the kisses are not something we can talk about
they happened - and you laughed about it
laugh out loud

do you send me?
no, you're a kind of dream
but somewhere in the scheme of things
we'll find who's thursday's child

once,
is our boast
do you?
would you?
only excite me

to join us is a talking clock
he tells us everything - we want him to stop
but somewhere in the corner
he's a-laughin', he's a-crying out loud
for some kind of attention which isn't shrouded by
nicety is something which hangs around this stage
believe me when i tell you - you can act around it
mewl and puke about it
i don't want to hurt you
i just want to join in
this is a kindly creamer
a kindly crematorium

do you send me?
no, you're a kind of dream
but somewhere in the scheme of things
we'll find who's thursday's child

(ex - 20 Ekim 2005 16:04)