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Mr Sandman, give me a dream

par PA Gillet 7 Janvier 2013, 10:02 Vite - de l'art !

 

... Bon, c'est pas parce que ça pèle grave, que la lumière tombe dès 17h15, que la morosité s'installe à chaque coin de rue qu'il ne faut pas positiver. Et quoi de mieux pour se vider la tête que d'aller faire un petit tour sur une plage pour ne faire qu'un avec les éléments et surtout, pour découvrir les sublimes châteaux de sable de Calvin Seibert. Mais les châteaux façon Playmobil, ça a vite saoulé Calvin. Les donjons, les meurtrières, les tours de guet, les créneaux, les échauguettes, très peu pour lui. Calvin préfère de loin transformer ses châteaux en sculptures modernes. Et il a bien raison.

 

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Et comme le disait si bien Jimi Hendrix :

 

Down the street you can hear her scream you're a disgrace 

As she slams the door in his drunken face 
And now he stands outside 
And all the neighbors start to gossip and drool 
He cries oh, girl you must be mad, 
What happened to the sweet love you and me had? 
Against the door he leans and starts a scene, 
And his tears fall and burn the garden green

 And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually.

 

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A little Indian brave who before he was ten, 
Played war games in the woods with his Indian friends 
And he built up a dream that when he grew up 
He would be a fearless warrior Indian Cheif 
Many moons past and more the dream grew strong until 
Tomorrow he would sing his first war song and fight his first battle 
But something went wrong, surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night 

And so castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually.

 

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There was a young girl, who's heart was a frown 
Cause she was crippled for life, 
And she couldn't speak a sound 
And she wished and prayed she could stop living, 
So she decided to die 
She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore 
And to her legs she smiled you wont hurt me no more 
But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say 
Look a golden winged ship is passing my way 

And it really didn't have to stop, it just kept on going... 

And so castles made of sand slips into the sea, eventually.

 

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commentaires

Cindy 08/01/2013 12:17


Waw pas mal,ça me fait penser à du "Land Art" .Un petit tour sur la plage c'est tjs agréable. Au plaisir. Cindy

PA Gillet 08/01/2013 17:27



Tout pareil, chère Cindy



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