When they've tortured and scared you for 20 odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function, you're so full of fear
John Lennon 1979
I and I
In creation where one’s nature neither honors nor forgives
I and I
One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives.
Bob Dylan Infidels 1983
My tape recorder,
It must be lyin'
'Cause this I just can't believe.
I hear a voice that's cryin',
That's not me.
Alice Cooper 1977
But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
Lou Reed Cony Island Baby 1976
I’m deeper than the shit I’m in.
Iggy Pop: I Wanna Live" 1996
Woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
The future’s uncertain and the end is always near.
Jim Morrison 1970
To the depths of the ocean where all
hopes sank, searching for you…
Joy Divsion 1979 “Shadowplay”,
They tied his arms behind his back
To teach him how to swim
There was war in his body
And it caused his brain to holler
Let me luxuriate in pain
Please don't set me free
Death means a lot to me
The pain was lean and it made him scream
He knew he was alive.
Lou Reed The blue mask 1982
De fandt hendes smil
I en skraldespand
Mellem håbløse drømme
Og tabte illusioner
De genkendte smerten
Som man ikke taler om
Som ingen af os
Ved hvad er.
TV2 1990
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over
We oohed and aahed
And when they found our shadows
Groups 'round the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data in their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
Roger Waters 1992
I know it's the last day on Earth
We'll be together while the planet dies
Marlyn Manson 1998
De tusindvis af kors i Normandiet
De skal minde os om mænd, der strid og led
Præcis sådan forfalsker man historien
For Første Verdenskrig fandt aldrig sted
Der har aldrig været en skyttegrav i Flandern
Det er noget man bilder verden ind
Og brevene fra sønnerne ved fronten
Det er bare et propaganda-fænomen
chorus
Så, op med armen
Op med armen
Op med armen
Og sieg fejl
Og sammen vil vi råbe "kyklikyy"
Nils Hausgaard 2006
And it's a battered old suitcase
to a hotel someplace
and a wound that will never heal
no prima donna, the perfume is on
an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
and goodnight to the street sweepers
Tom Waits`s 1976
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold
Yeats 1919
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless.
TS Elliot 1925
I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top
Everything stays down where it’s wounded
And comes to a permanent stop
Wasn’t thinking of anything specific
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams.
Bob Dylan 1991
I
fornuftens land er himlen grå,
træerne små og fuglene si`r
ingenting.''
Nils Hausgaard 1991
Henover himlen sejler
mit øje
Henover øjet sejler mit lys
Henover lyset sejler
min blæst
Henover blodet sejler min dag og min nat
Henover
dagen og natten sejler mine år
Henover årene sejler min død
Søren Ulrik Thomsen 1981
Jeg mener hvor dum kan man bliver
hvor mange kan I længde være tilfreds med så lidt
Steffen Brandt 1990
I fornuftens land er himlen grå,
træerne små og fuglene si`r ingenting.''
Nils Hausgaard 1991
“I wrestled with reality for 35
years, Doctor, and I’m happy to state I finally won out over it.”
Film Harvey 1950
Historien, er et mareridt, som jeg
prøver at vågne af
James Joyce 1922.
Men min Angst maa forløses i Længsel/
og i Syner af Rædsel og Nød./ Jeg har længtes mod
Skibskatastrofer/ og mod Hærværk og pludselig Død. Jeg har længtes
mod brændende Byer/ og mod Menneskeracer paa Flugt,/ mod Opbrud
som
ramte Alverden/ og et Jordskælv, som kaldtes Guds Tugt.”
Tom Kristensen 1932
We shall fight on the beaches,
we
shall fight on the landing grounds,
we shall fight in the fields
and in the streets,
we shall fight in the hills; we shall never
surrender.
Winston Churchil 4/6-1940