Advertising Spaces by Robbie WilliamsThere's no earthly way of knowing What was in your heart When it stopped going The whole world shook A storm was blowing through you Waiting for God to stop this And up to your neck in darkness Everyone around you was corrupted Saying somethin' There's no dignity in death To sell the world your last breath They're still fighting over Everything you left over I saw you standing at the gates When Marlon Brando passed away You had that look upon your face Advertising space And No one learned from your mistakes We let our profit s go to waste All that's left in any case Is Advertising space Through your eyes The world was burning Please be gentle I'm still learning You seemed to say As you kept turning up They poisoned you with compromise At what point did you realise Everybody loves your life But you ahahh Special agent for the man Through watergate and vietnam No one really gave a damn Did you think the CIA did I saw you standing at the gates When Marlon Brando passed away You had that look upon your face Advertising space And No one learned from your mistake We let our profits go to waste All that's left in any case Is Advertising space ooooohh I saw you standing at the gates When Marlon Brando passed away You had that look upon your face Advertising space No one learned from your mistakes We let our profits go to waste All that's left in any case Is Advertising space I've seen your daughter Man shes cute I was scared but I wanted to Boy she looks a lot like you
Facing the new year bloody but unbowed, I will not speak, I will not yield, I will only dedicate this song to the previous years, to what I've lost and what I've learned and to everything that has been my life for the past years.
All that's left in any case Is Advertising spaceInvictus.
"Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god."
Aristotle
"Solitude, the safeguard of mediocrity, is to genius the stern friend, the cold, obscure shelter where moult the wings which will bear it farther than the suns and the stars. He who should inspire and lead his race must be defended from traveling with the souls of other men, from living, breathing, reading, and writing in the daily, time-worn yoke of their opinions. "In the morning - solitude;" said Pythagoras; that Nature may speak to the imagination, as she does never in company, and that her favorite may take acquaintance with those divine strengths which disclose themselves to serious and abstracted thought. 'Tis very certain that Plato, Plotinus, Archimedes, Hermes, Newton, Milton, Wordsworth, did not live in a crowd, but descended into it from time to time as benefactors: and the wise instructor will press this point of securing to the young soul in the disposition of time and the arrangements of living, periods and habits of solitude." -- from Ralph Waldo Emerson's "Conduct of Life"SOLITUDEHappy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breath his native air
In his own ground.
Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire;
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter, fire.
Blest, who can unconcernedly find
Hours, days, and years slide soft away
In health of body, peace of mind;
Quiet by day.
Sound sleep by night; study and ease
Together mixed, sweet recreation,
And innocence, which most does please
With meditation.
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die,
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
Alexander Pope
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