It glittered and it gleamed For the arriving beauty queen A ring and a car Now you’re the prettiest by far No party she’d not attend No invitation she wouldn’t send Transfixed by the inner sound Of your promise to be found - Kiss Them For Me, Siouxsie & the Banshees
I'm having a massive love affair with Fragonard. Care to join moi?
"And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing."