Thursday, August 31, 2006

- death cab for cutie

Love of mine
Someday you will die
But I'll be close behind
i'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light
Or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark

If heaven and hell decide
that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the nose
on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
when your soul embarks
Then i'll follow you into the dark

And catholic school
as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised
by a lady in black

And i held my tongue
As she told me 'son,
fear is the heart of love'
So I never went back


You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary.

And the soles of your shoes
Are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
There's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms


Then I'll follow you into the dark

Monday, August 28, 2006


Media military spent the day together.

Here we are on our way to the Oryx-helicopter that would take us to a military exercise 14km's outside of town.