war all the time

• (bkz: thursday)
• ing. devamlı aralıksız savaşmak demek...
• charles bukowski nin en kisa andir mucize olarak dilimize cevrilmis kitabinin orjinal baskisinin adi
• "yalnız kalmaktan daha kötü
  şeyler de vardır hayatta
  ama genellikle
  bir ömür alır bunun
  farkına varmak
  o zaman da
  çok geçtir
  ve çok geçten
  daha kötü
  bir şey yoktur
  hayatta..." ^*
• 2003 çıkışlı thursday albümü en az bi önceki albüm full collapse kadar güzeldir.şarkı listesi;
  
  01. for the workforce, drowning full collapse
  02. between rupture and rapture
  03. division st.
  04. signals over the air
  05. marches and maneuvers
  06. asleep in the chapel
  07. this song brought to you by a falling bomb
  08. steps ascending
  09. war all the time
  10.m.shepard
  11. tomorrow i'll be you
• thursday'in en aza indirgenmiş screm vocalleriyle diğer şarkılarından farklı olarak irdelenmesi gereken çalışması.
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  standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs
  in the shadow of the skyline
  very far away
  a lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me
  i was 5 years old, my best friend's older brother died
  he fell from these cliffs
  the river washed him away the current pulled him downstream
  and our lives float in the headlights
  so we parked these cars
  parents' garage
  listen to the lullaby
  of carbon monoxide
  
  war all of the time
  in the shadow of the new york skyline
  we grew up too fast
  falling apart
  like the ashes of american flags
  
  the sun doesn’t rise
  we replaced it with an h-bomb explosion
  a painted jail cell of blood in the sky like three mile island
  nightmares on tv used to sing us to sleep
  they burn on and on like an oil field
  or a memory of what it felt like
  to burn on and on and not just fade away
  all those nights in the basement the kids are still screaming
  on and on and on and on
  
  war all of the time
  in the shadow of the new york skyline
  we grew up too fast falling apart
  like the ashes of american flags
  
  and we’re blowing in the wind
  we don’t know where to land
  so we kiss like little kids
  we used to be very tall buildings
  we’ve been falling for so long
  now your eyes are the sign on the edge of town
  they offer a welcome when you are leaving
  
  war all of the time
  in the shadow of the new york skyline
  we grew up too fast falling apart
  like the ashes of american flags
  
  the pieces fall it’s like a last day parade
  and the fires in our streets start to rage,
  so wave, to the people that long to wave back,
  from the fabric of a flag that sang love all of the time
  
  war all the time, war all the time
  all of the time
  war all the time
  war all the time
  all of the time
  all of the time
  war all of the time
  war all of the time
  war all of the time
  war all of the time
• unutulmuş charles bukowski eseri olmasına değin, bukowski'nin en birikimli zamanında yazdığı ve bazen bukowski'yle tezat düşegelen kitap...