{"id":2907,"date":"2008-07-08T14:38:42","date_gmt":"2008-07-08T14:38:42","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-29T21:00:00","slug":"that-joke-aint-funny-anymore-or-let-me-tell-you-how-i-feel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/2008\/07\/08\/that-joke-aint-funny-anymore-or-let-me-tell-you-how-i-feel\/","title":{"rendered":"that joke ain’t funny anymore or let me tell you how I feel"},"content":{"rendered":"

(right here, right now..)<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
You and me we were the pretenders
\nWe let it all slip away
\nIn the end what you don’t surrender
\nWell the world just strips away<\/p>\n

Girl, ain’t no kindness in the face of strangers
\nAin’t gonna find no miracles here
\nWell you can wait on your blesses my darlin’
\nBut I got a deal for you right here<\/p>\n

I ain’t lookin’ for praise or pity
\nI ain’t comin’ ’round searchin’ for a crutch
\nI just want someone to talk to
\nAnd a little of that Human Touch
\nJust a little of that Human Touch<\/p>\n

Ain’t no mercy on the streets of this town
\nAin’t no bread from heavenly skies
\nAin’t nobody drawin’ wine from this blood
\nIt’s just you and me tonight<\/p>\n

Tell me, in a world without pity
\nDo you think what I’m askin’s too much
\nI just want something to hold on to
\nAnd a little of that Human Touch
\nJust a little of that Human Touch<\/p>\n

Oh girl that feeling of safety you prize
\nWell it comes at a hard hard price
\nYou can’t shut off the risk and the pain
\nWithout losin’ the love that remains
\nWe’re all riders on this train<\/p>\n

So you’ve been broken and you’ve been hurt
\nShow me somebody who ain’t
\nYeah, I know I ain’t nobody’s bargain
\nBut, hell, a little touchup
\nand a little paint…<\/p>\n

You might need somethin’ to hold on to
\nWhen all the answers, they don’t amount to much
\nSomebody that you could just to talk to
\nAnd a little of that Human Touch<\/p>\n

Baby, in a world without pity
\nDo you think what I’m askin’s too much
\nI just want to feel you in my arms
\nShare a little of that Human Touch
\nFeel a little of that Human Touch
\nGive me a little of that Human Touch<\/p>\n

Boss, Human Touch<\/p><\/div>\n

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…Oysa Allah bilir bug\u00fcn iyi uyanm\u0131\u015ft\u0131k \/ Sevgiyeydi ilk a\u00e7\u0131l\u0131\u015f\u0131 g\u00f6zlerimizin s\u0131rf onayd\u0131 \/ Bir ku\u015f konmu\u015f parmaklar\u0131ma uzun uzun \u00f6tm\u00fc\u015ft\u00fc… (CS,A\u015fk)<\/p>\n

sonra Ghost in the Machine<\/i>‘i koydum, Spirits in the Material World<\/i> ba\u015flad\u0131, Every little thing she does is magic<\/i> geldi arkas\u0131ndan haliyle, hala iyiyim, hala g\u00fczelim, sonra Invisible Sun<\/i> akl\u0131ma patronun Human Touch<\/i>‘\u0131 getirdi, onun pe\u015fine The River<\/i>‘\u0131n\u0131 takt\u0131m, g\u00f6zlerim suland\u0131 her seferinde oldu\u011fu gibi. Tom Waits, Muriel<\/i>‘le bir detour yapt\u0131k (…And the diamond twinkle in your eye \/ is the only wedding ring I’ll buy you…<\/i>). Sonra yine d\u00f6nd\u00fck k\u00f6y\u00fcm\u00fcze, Hungry Heart<\/i> koydu bebe\u011fi bu sefer (Got a wife and kids in Baltimore Jack \/ I went out for a ride and I never went back \/ Like a river that dont know where its flowing \/ I took a wrong turn and I just kept going…<\/i>) ondan sonra bir Atlantic City<\/i> hat\u0131rl\u0131yorum hayal meyal (TW – Frank’s wild years<\/i>‘\u0131 d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnemedim bile (never could stand that dog…<\/i>)). <\/p>\n

Durduk yere kanserojen yapt\u0131k. Oralarda bir yerlerde, en son G. ile onun bir \u015fekilde Nathji’nin dans\u0131n\u0131 seyretmesini bekliyorduk halbuki, ki o da \u00e7ok h\u00fcz\u00fcnl\u00fc geliyor son iki\/\u00fc\u00e7 g\u00fcnd\u00fcr. Lokal bir tanr\u0131n\u0131n b\u00f6ylesine m\u00fctevazili\u011fi ama sonra yazaca\u011f\u0131m onun hakk\u0131nda da. G. bir taraftan beklentilerini y\u00fckseltirken, ben de g\u00fczelce kod yaz\u0131yordum.<\/p>\n

Sonra bunlar oldu, bunlar \u00e7ald\u0131.<\/p>\n

Not: Bu giri\u015f yukar\u0131da bitti. Ama arka plandaki bu Lale M\u00fcld\u00fcr halen devam ediyor..<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
Sen yolun ayd\u0131nl\u0131k taraf\u0131ndan
\ngideceksin
\nBen g\u00f6lge<\/p>\n

Sen Van Morrison dinleyeceksin
\nBen Peter Paul & Mary<\/p>\n

Sen Madrid’e gitmek isteyeceksin
\nBen Barselon<\/p>\n

Sen a\u011fa\u00e7lar\u0131 budayacaks\u0131n
\nBen \u00e7ay\u0131<\/p>\n

sen ya\u011fmur ya\u011f\u0131nca i\u00e7eri
\ngireceksin
\nBen kap\u0131lar\u0131<\/p>\n

Sen yelpaze gibi a\u00e7\u0131lan yapraklar\u0131
\nseveceksin
\nBen kirazlar\u0131<\/p>\n

Sen k\u00f6pekleri \u015f\u0131martacaks\u0131n
\nBen kedileri<\/p>\n

( Ben bir jet u\u00e7a\u011f\u0131nda gidece\u011fim
\nNe zaman d\u00f6nece\u011fimi bilmeyece\u011fim )<\/p>\n

Sen Ferrari’li beyefendi olacaks\u0131n
\nBen karanl\u0131k bir m\u00fcnzevi
\nta ki iyile\u015fene kadar
\nta ki iyile\u015fene kadar<\/p>\n

Sen bir ard\u0131\u00e7 ku\u015fu olacaks\u0131n
\nBen su<\/p>\n

( Ben bir jet u\u00e7a\u011f\u0131nda gidece\u011fim
\nNe zaman d\u00f6nece\u011fim bilmeyece\u011fim )<\/p>\n

Ya\u015fad\u0131\u011f\u0131m hi\u00e7bir \u015fey \u00f6nemli olmayacak
\ny\u00fcz\u00fc\u011f\u00fcm\u00fc yeniden takana kadar
\ny\u00fcz\u00fc\u011f\u00fcm\u00fc yeniden takana kadar<\/p>\n

ben a\u015fk\u0131 mineraller, bitkiler
\nve melekler olarak d\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnece\u011fim
\nsen kozmik bir metin<\/p>\n

sen Kanun e\u015fli\u011finde vizyoner
\nresitalleri vereceksin
\nben un \u00e7orbas\u0131 ya da
\nkeman\u0131mla bir ses<\/p>\n

sar\u0131 & zamans\u0131z
\nsar\u0131 & zamans\u0131z
\nsar\u0131 & zamans\u0131z balad<\/p>\n

sen “kaderini uzayda ara”
\nben karnabaharlara bakaca\u011f\u0131m<\/p>\n

Lale M\u00fcld\u00fcr, Sar\u0131 ve Zamans\u0131z Balad<\/i>
\nayn\u0131s\u0131 ve kaynak detaylar\u0131 i\u00e7in<\/a><\/div>\n

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(right here, right now..) You and me we were the pretenders We let it all slip away In the end what you don’t surrender Well the world just strips away Girl, ain’t no kindness in the face of strangers Ain’t gonna find no miracles here Well you can wait on your blesses my darlin’ But … Okumaya devam et “that joke ain’t funny anymore or let me tell you how I feel”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4,6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2907"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2907"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2907\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2907"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2907"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.emresururi.com\/blogs\/sururi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2907"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}