In de schaduw van je slaap
Schrijf ik je naam onder de nacht
Naast dromen
Waartegen ik niks vermag
(Zijn ze naar?
Of net heel zacht?)
Ik trek de wacht op
En strijk letters
Uit plooien van de dag
Even hou ik de woorden vast
In de schaduw van je slaap
Schrijf ik je naam onder de nacht
Naast dromen
Waartegen ik niks vermag
(Zijn ze naar?
Of net heel zacht?)
Ik trek de wacht op
En strijk letters
Uit plooien van de dag
Even hou ik de woorden vast
I’ll take a thread from your hair
(and then another one)
I’ll scratch an eye from your stare
(and then the other one)
A lip from your smile
(and then I’ll leave it like that for a while)
Some fingers from your gentle touch
But not too much
(like carefully deconstructing George)
The world seems large right now
I Know
With those stars so far away
And that silvery moon
But one day
They will seem small
Those cardboard people
And this small town
Someday soon
But not just yet
First come fairy tales
Princes and whales
Bruises and stitches
Unicorns and witches
And rainbow of ice cream
To help you with that
Of all the rockstars around Robert Smith (and his band) must be the most unlikely. But then again, maybe not that unlikely.
Just take a look the setlist and think of all the songs the cure could have played, and there you have it, they could have easily changed 20 songs on their list with exactly the same result: a perfect night. Maybe a bit more gloomy and dark, since no songs from Pornography and Faith found their way to the stage this time around, but perfect nevertheless.
Maybe for the better: this was a birthday party after all. A most joyous occasion. A celebration with great songs all throughout the evening.
And that is what is has always been about in the forty+ years that this band has been around, dispite them being goth-rock icons.
Plainsong
Pictures of You
High
A Night Like This
The Walk
The End of the World
Lovesong
Push
In Between Days
Just Like Heaven
If Only Tonight We Could Sleep
Play for Today
A Forest
Shake Dog Shake
Burn
Fascination Street
Never Enough
From the Edge of the Deep Green Sea
Disintegration
encore
Lullaby
The Caterpillar
Friday I’m in Love
Close to Me
Why Can’t I Be You?
Boys Don’t Cry
Jumping Someone Else’s Train
Grinding Halt
10:15 Saturday Night
Killing an Arab
A dress,
Cufflinks,
A necklace,
Shoes,
Some here,
Some over there
Lingerie
And underwear
Like a trail of breadcrumbs
To bodies
Warm and unaware
inspired by Wiser, Buffalo Tom 1998
I worry a lot
About things
I tend to worry about
About writing words
And in particular
About how to make them rhyme
With a peculiar state of mind
About winter and spring
And April somewhere in between
inspired by April And June, The Sands 1995
He knew
That the mere thought of looking back
Would even hurt her more
So he drove off
Increasing his speed
Becoming a star
Terribly close
Incredibly far
inspired by Suzy And Jeffrey Blondie, 1980
Mrs. Dorothee plays piano in the garden
And all the children know the truth
Plants and things have feelings too.
It’s quiet ok to touch the grass,
professor Vogel says.
Just tread softly and listen hard
Keep your head close to your heart
And do not fart. Please,
Don’t fart.
All of this is true you know
Leonard Nimoy told me so
A long long time ago.
All this time probing
Turning each and every stone
Kicking up cans in parabolas
Yet
What do I know?
I love you
And I like snow