| Titel | Ghost Of Your Past |
| Komposition | Michael Mann, 2008 |
| Originalinterpret | Waiting For Louise |
| Klicks | 31851 |
| Info | Ich weiß nicht mehr, ob es wirklich ein Dienstag war, aber auf jeden Fall hatte ich damals meinen Hund nicht dabei. Es war auch nicht vor dem Lebensmittelladen, sondern einer Fahrschule, aber ansonsten hat sich das Treffen mit meiner Ex tatsächlich so abgespielt. Zumindest in meiner Erinnerung. Allerdings habe ich mir erlaubt, es im Rahmen meiner "künstlerischen Freiheit" beim zweiten Treffen mit den handelnden Personen nicht ganz so genau zu nehmen. "Ähnlichkeiten mit lebenden Personen sind rein zufällig" - wie es im Abspann von Filmen immer so schön heißt. |
| Interpret | Titel | Label/Jahr | Platz |
|---|---|---|---|
| Waiting For Louise | "Roadsongs For The Business Class" |
E=MC², 2010 |
Tuesday Morning in the sleepy town
I was on my way, walking round with my dog
She was standing by the grocery
And then she put her eyes on me
She said “Hi”, I said “Hey,
Are you feeling good?” – She said “I am O.K.”
She came back just the other day
She told me that she had to stay
for a while
She talked about where she had been
And all the places she had seen
She claimed that no one’s around no more
And all good people left for sure
And I just thought: how could that be?
This “no one” is including me
So I just grabbed my dog
And carried on with my own walk
And wished you all the best
It feels pretty funny to talk to a stranger
That looks like a lover from long time ago
But you better make peace with that ghost of your past
There is no point in that
A few weeks later in that smokey club
I saw her again, hangin’ ‘round with those boys
She never would appreciate
At least that’s what she always said
I tried a little bit more to catch her eye
But she would give it no reply
So I stopped looking at
And carried on with my own chat
And wished her all the best
It feels pretty funny to notice a stranger …
That looks like a lover from long time ago
But you better make peace with that ghost of your past
There is no point in that
I was on my way, walking round with my dog
She was standing by the grocery
And then she put her eyes on me
She said “Hi”, I said “Hey,
Are you feeling good?” – She said “I am O.K.”
She came back just the other day
She told me that she had to stay
for a while
She talked about where she had been
And all the places she had seen
She claimed that no one’s around no more
And all good people left for sure
And I just thought: how could that be?
This “no one” is including me
So I just grabbed my dog
And carried on with my own walk
And wished you all the best
It feels pretty funny to talk to a stranger
That looks like a lover from long time ago
But you better make peace with that ghost of your past
There is no point in that
A few weeks later in that smokey club
I saw her again, hangin’ ‘round with those boys
She never would appreciate
At least that’s what she always said
I tried a little bit more to catch her eye
But she would give it no reply
So I stopped looking at
And carried on with my own chat
And wished her all the best
It feels pretty funny to notice a stranger …
That looks like a lover from long time ago
But you better make peace with that ghost of your past
There is no point in that