In architecture, construction, engineering, real estate development and technology the word building may refer to one of the following:
In this article, the first usage is generally intended unless otherwise specified.
Buildings come in a wide amount of shapes and functions, and have been adapted throughout history for a wide number of factors, from building materials available, to weather conditions, to land prices, ground conditions, specific uses and aesthetic reasons.
Buildings serve several needs of society – primarily as shelter from weather and as general living space, to provide privacy, to store belongings and to comfortably live and work. A building as a shelter represents a physical division of the human habitat (a place of comfort and safety) and the outside (a place that at times may be harsh and harmful).
Ever since the first cave paintings, buildings have also become objects or canvasess of artistic expression. In recent years, interest in sustainable planning and building practices has also become part of the design process of many new buildings.
Regina Ilyinichna Spektor (Russian: Реги́нa Ильи́нична Спе́ктор, IPA: [rʲɪˈɡʲinə ˈspʲɛktər], English: /rɨˈdʒiːnə ˈspɛktər/; born February 18, 1980) is an American singer-songwriter and pianist. Her music is associated with the anti-folk scene centered in New York City's East Village.
Spektor was born in Moscow, Soviet Union in 1980 to a musical Russian Jewish family. Her father, Ilya Spektor, is a photographer and amateur violinist. Her mother, Bella Spektor, was a music professor in a Soviet college of music and now teaches at a public elementary school in Mount Vernon, New York. She has a brother Barry (Bear), who was featured in track 7, "* * *", or "Whisper", of her 2004 album, Soviet Kitsch.
She learned how to play piano by practising on a Petrof upright that was given to her mother by her grandfather. She was also exposed to the music of rock and roll bands such as The Beatles, Queen, and The Moody Blues by her father, who obtained such recordings in Eastern Europe and traded cassettes with friends in the Soviet Union. The family left the Soviet Union in 1989, when Regina was nine and a half, during the period of Perestroika, when Soviet citizens were permitted to emigrate. Regina had to leave her piano behind. The seriousness of her piano studies led her parents to consider not leaving the USSR, but they finally decided to emigrate, due to the ethnic and political discrimination that Jews faced. Spektor is fluent in Russian and reads Hebrew, and has since paid tribute to her Russian heritage, quoting the poem February by the Russian poet Boris Pasternak in her song Après Moi, and stating “I’m very connected to the language and the culture.”
Think
Of the days when I had too much
Of the things we found
Resistance died down
Fell on frozen soil
Bleed a little for a different day
Going deeper to come away
On the concrete sky
I saw the buildings rise
But keep our lights in shadow still
In the wind's eye
Where our reflection dies
Glass shrines of muted will
Dead
Is the time that I
See from here on out
This burial ground
One more down
And buildings recoil
On the concrete sky
I saw the buildings rise
But keep our lights in shadow still
In the wind's eye
Where our reflection dies
Glass shrines of muted will
On the concrete sky
I saw the buildings rise
(Peters)
The buildings was always
One step ahead of me
Gonna beat it at its own game
I'm always looking
Up at my building
And the shadow that is hanging over me
Jump to conclusions
From the eighty-second storey
Jump to conclusions
From the eighty-second floor
Jump to conclusions
From the eighty-second storey
Jump to conclusions
Couldn't take it anymore
Buildings are looking
Over my shoulder
They are dominating like my wife
Buildings are looking
Over my shoulder
He was a husband who drove his wife home drunk from the parties
He was a husband who drove his wife home
And in the car he would gently lean her head on the side door window
And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope, saying;
They build buildings oh they build buildings oh they build buildings
So tall these days
And in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all day
But she would always always wake up the next morning
And he'd take one look at her a say baby that's ok
And her conscience would issue yet another last warning, saying;
They build buildings oh they build buildings
Oh they build buildings
So tall these days
And she would ask for time
And she'd ask for time
And she would ask for time
And she would beg for time,
And she would beg for time
And beg for time and call it a gift
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
But time is not given and time is not taken
It just sifts through its sift
And it was coffee and coffee and coffee
And coffee and coffee and coffee some more
He'd go to work and she'd take a sick day and rot at the core
And by the time he came back
She'd scrub the bathroom and make it smell like pine
It would be almost as if nothing had happened
And he'd give her time, saying;
They build buildings, oh they build buildings, oh they build buildings,
Oh don't they build buildings, oh they build buildings,
They build buildings so tall these days
And she would ask for time
And she'd ask for time
And she would ask for time
And she would beg for time,
And she would beg for time
And beg for time and call it a gift
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time-
But time is not given and time is not taken
It just sifts through its sift
He was a husband drove time home pine scrub bathroom window
The sun's almost see through.
The transparent light can be seen from towering viewpoints above scenery.
So high when I look down, the thought of it has got me fainting, and fallible footholds pave my way.
From tall buildings everyone looks the same.
Look down and see them all.
From tall buildings no one has a name until the buildings start to fall.
Above the horizon I watch the moon rise in the east.
And gaze at the stars on a shooting spree.
The wind whispers to me, if you jump off i'll let you fly away from the troubles of city life.
It's hard to escape such a tragedy.
Away from the world, I wanted to leave.
We can build another,
like last time we were
We can build another,
like last time we were young
But they're coming on strong
He saw the other and he thought they'd go far
But they're coming on strong
He's coming very often
and he does it wrong
and he squeezed her little finger
the man did her harm
They take one for the money,
they take two for the show
now why don't you just take her with you and go?
But they're coming on strong
He's coming very often
and he does it wrong
and he squeezed her little finger
the man did her harm
Pick me up
see where I land
I am beaten
but I understand.
Crawling back
only to see
you are getting along
without me
So cut me out
so it will be
I just need I just need I just need.
Little words
what should I say
Terror holding me
holding me
Ever wanting to be with you
knowing no one will feel like you do
Pick me up
struggle at hand
I dont want to
but I understand.
Watch me now
I walk away
Im getting good
wouldnt say
So cut me out
so it will be
Im just having some trouble
you see.
Little thoughts
carry me down
Terror
holding me holding me.
Ever wanting to be with you
knowing no one will feel like you do
Terror holding me holding me.
Ever wanting to be with you