Titos Titos

"Paradise" Where the river runs to black I take the schoolbooks from your pack Plastics, wire and your kiss The breath of eternity on your lips In the crowded marketplace I drift from face to face I hold my breath and close my eyes I hold my breath and close my eyes And I wait for paradise And I wait for paradise The Virginia hills have gone to brown Another day, another sun going down I visit you in another dream I visit you in another dream I reach and feel your hair Your smell lingers in the air I brush your cheek with my fingertips I taste the void upon your lips And I wait for paradise And I wait for paradise I search for you on the other side Where the river runs clean and wide Up to my heart, the waters rise Up to my heart, the waters rise I sink beneath the river cool and clear Drifting down, I disappear I see you on the other side I search for the peace in your eyes But they're as empty as paradise They're as empty as paradise I break above the waves I feel t...

We went up to the top of the highest hill And stopped Still It was just so beautiful It was just so beautiful It was just so beautiful This is where the shadows come to play 'Twixt the day And night Dancing and skipping Along a chink of light Somewhere in between The waxing and the waning wave Somewhere in between What the song and silence say Somewhere in between The ticking and the tocking clock Somewhere in a dream between Sleep and waking up Somewhere in between Breathing out and breathing in Like twilight is neither night nor morning Not one of us would dare to break The silence Oh how we have longed For something that would Make us feel soâ?¦ Somewhere in between The waxing and the waning wave Somewhere in between The night and the daylight Somewhere in between The ticking and the tocking clock Somewhere in between What the song and silence say Somewhere in between Breathing out and breathing in Goodnight sun Goodnight sun Goodnight mum  

Θλιμμένος... που η αγάπη δεν μπορεί να στεριώσει σε τούτο το κόσμο, χαρούμενος που ακόμα και έτσι, υπάρχουν στιγμές που νιώθω ότι αγαπώ. π. Τσαμπίκος 

 

 The misconception that there is no sound in space originates because most space is a ~vacuum, providing no way for sound waves to travel. A galaxy cluster has so much gas that we've picked up actual sound. Here it's amplified, and mixed with other data, to hear a black hole!

 

 

 

Album:  Blues Guitar Boss

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                                                                     Album: Open All Night

Ἀστράφθητι κάτωθεν, φῶς οὐρανοῦ ὑπὲρ ἥλιον, καὶ γῆ ἀκουτίσθητι, ῥήματα ζῶντος Θεοῦ· τὴν Υἱότητα, τῷ μεταμορφουμένῳ, Πατὴρ μαρτυρήσει γάρ, ἐπὶ τοῦ ὄρους Θαβώρ. Βροτὸς τὸ ὁρώμενον, ἀλλὰ Θεὸς τὸ κρυπτόμενον, ἐπὶ τὸ Θαβώριον, Χριστὸς ἀνέρχεται, τῆς Θεότητος, αὐγὴν παραγυμνῶσαι, ταῖς ὑπὲρ τὸν ἥλιον, δόξης λαμπρότησι. Γνωστῶς νῦν προέρχεται, ἐμφανισθῆναι Μωσῇ Χριστός, καὶ δόξαν τὴν ἄρρητον, δεῖξαι ἓν ὄρει Θαβώρ, τῇ πρὸς πρόσωπον, ἀμέσως ὁμιλίᾳ. Γηθόμενοι σήμερον προεορτάσωμεν.

 

   Gold and silver walk the main street Sons and lovers learn to suffer Born in shadow where we first meet Dreams that money cannot offer Swollen river I've been thinking Words of passion and sorrow Make believing is the real thing Here today or gone tomorrow April fever is no stranger Night and morning in my shadow World of pleasure and danger Take my spirit, I must follow