Temptation
I wanted to write about “a” temptation for a while, but Diana Krall’s version keeps popping up in my mind. So have a few lines of hers now, till I come up with my own.
Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Time is made from honey slow and sweet
Only the fools know what it means
Temptation, I can't resist
Well I know that she is made of smoke
But I've lost my way
She knows that I am broke
But I must play
My will has disappeared
Now confusion is so clear
Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist
Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Time is made from honey slow and sweet
Only the fools know what it means
Temptation, I can't resist
Well I know that she is made of smoke
But I've lost my way
She knows that I am broke
But I must play
My will has disappeared
Now confusion is so clear
Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist
posted by m.reza at 2:44 pm
3 Comments:
“Temptation is like a knife, that may either cut the meat or the throat of a man; it may be his food or his poison, his exercise or his destruction".. John Owen
Follow your heart Reza..
Sarah
I wonder if it is about me too. LOL
Easy to say to follow the heart, when a heart is lost for ever.
It sounds like falling into the endless, without hold, no ground under the feet - but there's a hand somewhere! Just grab it ... and hang on!
Follow the heart is GREAT - but may be not to switch off the brain entirely ...
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