eurythmic{s}talking heads brian ferry annie lennox

Lange
reeksen vragen
en diverse antwoorden,
beweringen op grond van onze
eigen ervaringen en ook die van anderen:
niet eens zozeer om allemaal te beantwoorden,
meestal dan ook snel weer vergeten
en alweer achter ons gelaten voor we het weten,
maar alleen door zo te leven
[wel of niet opgeschreven door dezen of genen]
en ook te blijven doorvragen
en naar antwoorden te blijven zoeken
op alles waarmee we te maken krijgen,
kunnen we iets leren van onze eigen voorgeschiedenissen
en dagelijkse oude en nieuwe belevingen,
of zoals er ooit eens iemand in een van de nu ook alweer bijna 3000 jaar oude boeken
van Xenofoon zegt:
'een vraag dus,
is opvoeding'?!

Een inlaat-
& 'n uitlaatklep voor
alle muchomacho homobibonobonale neigingen,
alle strevingen en bevingen in ons lichaam en hart
en ons alsmaar [alweer] vragenstellende
en antwoorden producerende
mydbrein
...

We're on a road to nowhere?
Well we know where we're going, but we don't know where we've been.
And we know what we're knowing, but we can't say what we've seen.
And we're not little childeren, and we know what we want?
And the future is certain!
Just give us time
to work it out
...

We're on a road to nowhere,
come on inside: taking that ride to nowhere, we'll take that ride ~
feeling okay this morning,
so we'll take that ride!

Maybe you wonder where you are,
I don't care anymore: here is where time is on our side ~
take you there {will you or won't you
come along?}!

There' s a city
{like Little Babylon?} in my own mind,
so come along and take that ride, and it's all right baby,
it's all right!

And it's very far away but it's
still growing day by day, and it's all right,
even if we don't [or won't]
stay!

Would you like to come along:
also you can help me sing this song and it's all right,
baby's coming back:
we can tell you what to do
but they'll make a fool of you
and that's all right too
since we're on our road to nowhere:
it's alright ~ baby's
coming back
and I don't really care where {s}he's been
and I won't turn him [or her] around
this time
...

I'll be
your cliff:
you can fall down
from me!

I'll be you ledge:
you can lean on me!

I'll be you bridge, your
flowering tree & you can still depend
on me
...

And I'll be the ticking
of your clock and I'll be the numbers on your watch
and I'll be your hands to stop time:
I'll even be your
danger sign?

And I'll be your grace and your dignity,
your night and destiny, your comfort and ease:
I will be your storm
at seas
...

And I'll be
your sharp intake of breath,
{holy spirit and death} & I'll be your work,
I'll take no rest and when the whole wide world falls to decline
I'll be yours
and you'll be
mine!

Ik
had het
willen hebben over
de 613 ge- & verboden
als vervolg op de tien
en over het verbond,
en zie:
we're still on our road
to nowhere
samen met
Job & Yesjoe
& we're theirs
& they're ours
for ever &
ever!

Have
a nice day
& we'll maybe see
each other
later?