It comes out of me in many ways: in the poems I read; in the voices I hear; in the songs I keep in my soul. This song is one that everyone must know with its fatal landscape: it was the vocabulary I learned with ease.
All she ask's the strength to hold me,
Then again the same old story,
Word will travel, oh so quickly,
Travel first and lean towards this time.
It is midnight: silence holds me. The language of my empty house is surrounded by Galaxie 500. Yes, their version is extremely beautiful and I have to gather up all my little pieces to find the immense universe entangled in my flesh.
This madness between you and me: Do I need to tell the first time I listened to this song of yours, Ian, I could see the face of a great pain in the dim luminous moon? I used to walk in rainy days listening to your song: I went straight down to the world of beauty and harmony (for God’s sake, the first five seconds are radiant: the generous expressive line of a shadow). My eyes are clear since the first moment I listened to your voice with an unexpected deep brightness; the wave of fate washed over you. Life had you:
Watching love grow, forever,
Letting me know, forever.
Ceremony by Joy Division
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Ceremony by New Order (vinyl source)
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Ceremony by Galaxie 500
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Gracias, bro.
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