The shooting star

Song of the day;;

→ Foster the People - Pumped Up Kicks

Robert's got a quick hand

He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan

He's got a rolled cigarette

Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid

Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun

In his dad's closet with a box of fun things

I don't even know what

But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you, wait

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day

He be coming home late, and he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

'Cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time

Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger

I reason with my cigarette

And say, your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wits, yeah

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Run, run, run, run

Ru-ru-ru-run, run, run

Ru-ru-ru-ru-run, run, run, run

Ru-ru-ru-run

Run, run, ru-run, run

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks

You better run, better run faster than my bullet

--

Eilen oli jännittävä päivä. Meille tuli nimittäin uusi perheenjäsen; pieni sekarotuinen koiranpentu, Hertta. Hauskaa tässä on se, että se näyttää aika paljon Runtilta (ja samalla taas ihan erilaiselta), koska siinä on kahta samaa rotua kuin Runtissa, eli suomenajokoiraa sekä münsterinseisojaa (Hertassa on siis vaan näitä kahta, Runtissa oli myös labradorinnoutajaa ja englanninspringerspanielia). Jotenkin ihana ja lohdullinen ajatus, että Runtti valitsi Hertan ja lähetti sen meille. Hertta näyttää sopeutuvan aika hyvin, toki sillä on tänään vielä ollu vähän ikävä äitiään ja sisaruksiaan, mutta se on kyllä tosi reipas, utelias ja fiksu, sillä se on jo tänään tehnyt melkein kaikki tarpeensa ulos. Naureskeltiinkin tuossa, että se taitaakin olla lapsinero. Mun oli alunperin tarkotus lähtä kotiin tuossa elokuun alussa, mutta taidan nyt jäädä vähän pidemmäksi aikaa olemaan Hertan kanssa. Mä ikävöin tietysti edelleen Runttia joka päivä, koska se oli mun sielunkumppani, mutta on niin ihanaa kun on taas koira talossa. Mä tiedän, että mä tulen rakastamaan Herttaa (ehkä rakastankin jo), mutta tiedän jo nyt myös sen, että se rakkaus tulee olemaan vähän erilaista kuin se, mikä mulla on Runttia kohtaan. Runtti tulee aina olemaan mun sydämessä se ensimmäinen ja tärkein. Mutta mun sydämessä on tilaa muillekin hännänheiluttajille. Sitä paitsi mä ihan unohdin , millainen ns. hoivavietti mussa herää, kun oon tekemisissä koiranpennun kanssa. Ihana pikku ipana, tuo meidän Hertta.

Someday

Song of the day;;

→ Foster The People - SHC

You are our secret

It's worth keeping

And now I'm keeping my mouth shut

On the weekends

I won't hang out with anybody else

The pavement

Always baking

What's it want from me?

And I keep falling backwards

Looking for relief

Want to be free

I've been counting all the minutes

And the days have been counting me

I want to live my life again

But you won't

I'll never understand the waves

But you do

I didn't know I was afraid

But you do

I want to do it again

Well, I've been sleeping

Waiting for something

But to feel nothing

At all, avoid the call

Sometimes I'm reckless

Sometimes misdirected

Sometimes when I'm tested

I tend to do nothing at all

When I'm alone

There's a ghost that keeps talking

And I know there's gotta be more

For sure

I want to live my life again

But you won't

I'll never understand the wind

But you do

I didn't know I was afraid

But you do

I want to do it again

I've been numb in my thoughts for hours

I know you wanted to save me from myself

We've been wilting and young for seeds

And I can't compete

Until I'm strung to the field

What's real?

I want to live my life again

But you won't

I'll never understand the wind

But you do

I didn't know I was afraid

But you do

I want to do it again

Do you want to live forever?

Do you want to live forever?

I would

On to the next one

Song of the day;;

→ Foster The People - Imagination

I wouldn't try to throw myself away
If you asked me, I'd say
To be careful, my love
At death we'll leave the same
If you want me to stay
Don't keep me waiting for it

We can't change the things we can't control
It's summer somewhere, so you shouldn't be so cold
But you can't even look me in the eye if you tried
We can try, we can try

I see us dancing by ourselves
We do it better with no one around, yeah
Just you in my imagination, yeah
In my imagination, oh, oh

Yeah, there's nothing left to cry about
I guess I'm living in a drought
It's raining like it was before
Something that you never knew you needed more of

We can't change the things we can't control
It's summer somewhere, so you shouldn't be so cold
But you can't even look me in the eye if you tried
We can try, we can try

I see us dancing by ourselves
We do it better with no one around, yeah
Just you in my imagination, yeah
In my imagination, oh, oh

Just use your imagination, oh, oh
Just use your imagination, oh, oh

I see us dancing by ourselves
We do it better with no one around, yeah
Just you in my imagination, yeah
In my imagination, oh, oh

And I can do so many things, so many things
So many things, you know
If you just use your imagination, oh, oh
Just use your imagination, oh, oh

(I really love you)

La vie en rose

Song of the day;;

→ Foster The People - Pumped Up Kicks

Robert's got a quick hand

He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan

He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth

He's a cowboy kid

Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun

In his dad's closet, in the box of fun things

I don't even know what

But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day

He'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time

Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger

I reason with my cigarette

Then say, your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wits, yeah?

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Run, run, run, run, ru-ru-ru-run, run, run

Ru-ru-ru-run, run, run, run

Ru-ru-ru-run, run, run, run, run, run

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, faster than my bullet

--

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