The Pillow Book


Inspired by Sei Shonagon on the 23rd of July 2001.
/ Things that please me / Things that displease me / Things that attract me /
This is my Pillow Book.

Monday 30 December 2002

RAINBOW
Russ Hamilton

Rainbow, rainbow, rainbow

CHORUS:

I'm saving my money to buy you a rainbow
A rainbow, to put on your finger
And after I've gone and bought you the rainbow
I'll go out and I'll buy you the moon

When we go walking side by side in the moonlight
We count the stars as we go strolling by
Maybe someday we'll own those beautiful diamonds
That glisten like the teardrops from your eyes

You know how I feel on a moment like this
When hand in hand when we reminisce
Your eyes seem to glow when you whisper low
I really love you

CHORUS

And after I've gone and bought you the rainbow
I'll go out and I'll buy you the moon
I'll go out and I'll buy you the moon
Rainbow, rainbow, rainbow

Monday 16 December 2002

DESERT MOON
Dennis DeYoung

"Is this the train to Desert Moon?" was all she said
but I knew I'd heard that stranger's voice before.
I turned to look into her eyes, but she moved away
She was standing in the rain
Trying hard to speak my name
They say first love never runs dry

The waiter poured our memories in a tiny cup
We stumbled over words we longed to hear
We talked about the dreams we'd lost, or given up
When the whistle caught the night
And shook silence from my life
As the last train rolled toward the moon

Those summer nights
When we were young
We bragged of things
We'd never done
We were dreamers, only dreamers
And in our haste
To grow up too soon
We left our innocence on Desert Moon
We were dreamers, only dreamers
On Desert Moon
On Desert Moon
On Desert Moon
Desert Moon

I still can hear the whisper of the summer nights
It echoes in the corners of my heart
The night is true and waiting for the desert train
All the words we meant to say
All the chances swept away
Still remain on the road to undo

Those summer nights, when we were young
We bragged of things we'd never done
We were dreamers, only dreamers
Moments pass, and time moves on
But dreams remain for just as long as there's dreamers
All the dreamers

On Desert Moon
On Desert Moon
On Desert Moon
Desert Moon

Friday 13 December 2002

Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps

You won't admit you love me.
And so how am I ever to know?
You only tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

A million times I ask you,
And then I ask you over again.
You only answer
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

If you can't make your mind up,
We'll never get started.
And I don't wanna wind up
Being parted, broken-hearted.
So if you really love me,
Say yes.
But if you don't, dear, confess.
And please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

If you can't make your mind up,
We'll never get started.
And I don't wanna wind up
Being parted, broken-hearted.
So if you really love me,
Say yes.
But if you don't, dear, confess.
And please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps,
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps,
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
Damn, I love this movie.
The Grass Is Greener (1961)
Romance , Comedy
TVG, Universal, Color, 105 min.

When an American millionaire tourist (Robert Mitchum) enters the stately home of a British earl (Cary Grant), he instantly falls in love with the earl's wife (Deborah Kerr). This comedy of romantic entanglements satirizes crude Americans and the stuffy British aristocracy, and features a memorable collection of Noel Corward favorites.

Cary Grant, Deborah Kerr, Robert Mitchum, Jean Simmons, Moray Watson

Director Stanley Donen
Producer Stanley Donen
Director of Photography Christopher Challis
Editor James B. Clark
Composer Noel Coward
Screenwriter Hugh Williams
Margaret Williams
Art Director Paul Sheriff
Songs Noel Coward
SONG Dance Me To The End Of Love
ARTIST Thalia Zedek

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Artist : Sarah Harmer
Song : Coffee Stain

There's a coffee stain
around your eye
And lines that I don't recognize
Everything changed
from being okay
the night that you came home
so late

And I know by the time
on the stove
that you were no longer
mine alone
I guess we're all
just out on loan
and everybody is only
their own

oh i loved you
and i guess i still do
everything was going so good
that I thought something bad might happen
and then it did
if you know the difference
bettween bad and good
thought that I'd know
but I cross my toes
and thats how it goes

Maybe I'm a fatalist
to let it all go at this
like some balloon
I'll probably miss
lost in a treetop

(chorus)