Linen ( /ˈlɪnɨn/) is a textile made from the fibers of the flax plant, Linum usitatissimum. Linen is labor-intensive to manufacture, but when it is made into garments, it is valued for its exceptional coolness and freshness in hot weather.
The word "linen" is cognate with the Latin for the flax plant, which is linum, and the earlier Greek linon. This word history has given rise to a number of other terms in English, the most notable of which is the English word line, derived from the use of a linen (flax) thread to determine a straight line.
Textiles in a linen-weave texture, even when made of cotton, hemp and other non-flax fibers are also loosely referred to as "linen". Such fabrics generally have their own specific names other than linen; for example, fine cotton yarn in a linen-style weave is called Madapolam.
The collective term "linens" is still often used generically to describe a class of woven and even knitted bed, bath, table and kitchen textiles. The name linens is retained because traditionally, linen was used for many of these items. In the past, the word "linens" was also used to mean lightweight undergarments such as shirts, chemises, waistshirts, lingerie (a word also cognate with linen), and detachable shirt collars and cuffs, which were historically made almost exclusively out of linen. The inside cloth layer of fine composite clothing fabrics (as for example jackets) was traditionally made of linen, and this is the origin of the word lining.[citation needed]
Ian Clayton (born 4 September 1959 in Featherstone, Yorkshire) is a British writer and broadcaster. In a freelance career spanning 20 years he has edited and authored more than forty books and broadcast on TV and radio. As an animator, Ian has run education workshops from infant schools to universities, working regularly with musicians on opera and music theatre projects. He has worked across Europe as well as the United States.
Clayton has worked with Yorkshire Art Circus for twenty five years. He currently presents a documentary series for Yorkshire Television called My Yorkshire and is a regular radio broadcaster and workshop leader for numerous cultural institutions.
In April, 2006 Clayton's nine-year-old daughter Billie died in a canoeing accident in Powys, Wales in which her father and twin brother Edward survived. Following an inquest into her death in 2008 - which recorded a verdict of misadventure - Clayton criticised the canoe hire industry and called for it to be more strictly regulated.
Are you sleeping, I wish I was
Are you dreaming, of someone to love
Do you know what I'm thinking but I guess you don't
Cause you'd have to be around to hear my thoughts
Tomorrow's another day, and today is yesterday
And I don't care what you think you have to say
Tomorrow comes and today is gone
And I'm sick and tired of everyone trying to make me
Somebody else
It's funny how you destroyed the better part of me
There's nothing left so there's nothing anybody can see
It's been 6 months now and you think you found everything
In a day I wasn't there, in a way you didn't care
Tomorrow's another day, and today is yesterday
And I don't care what you think you have to say
Tomorrow comes and today is gone
And I'm sick and tired of everyone trying to make me
Somebody else
I didn't settle, I just got lazy
But I could see where you'd make the mistake
I didn't try, I just gave up
It was better to leave than stay
It's easy when you're leaving
It's harder when you try to return
But I haven't got that far yet
And that's a lesson I never want to learn
I should know better and so should you
I m exactly where you left me
There was nothing better to do
Are you still sleeping?
Are you still dreaming?
I m finally leaving but your still mixing
Tomorrow's another day, and today is yesterday
And I don't care what you think you have to say
Tomorrow comes and today is gone
And I'm sick and tired of everyone trying to make me
Somebody else
Somebody else
The feeling of coming to no one there
You rip off my clothes as you rip off my life
Destroyed my world in a matter of words
You left me waiting, you left me undeciding
You left me waiting, you left me waiting
I hear the knock at the door
And I don't care who's not there anymore
This sound is driving me insane
And damn it nothing's going my way
We're at the point of talking about the morning
Trying to decide who's going to go
I think you forgot whose bed you slept in
And who is going home
I'm running through the forest by myself
I'm walking over oceans to you
Hey ma, I'm walking on water
Hey God, I think I'm your son
We're at the point of talking about the morning
Trying to decide who's going to go
I think you forgot whose bed you slept in
And who is going home
Don't stand there looking at me
Don't stand there looking through me
Just take your clothes and I'll open the door
Looking around, you don't live here anymore
I don't know what I can do for you
I'm not sure what I can be for you
Over some table in someone else's kitchen
Someone's talking but no one wants to listen
We're at the point of talking about the morning
Trying to decide who's going to go
I think you forgot whose bed you slept in
And who is going home
She says, some nights I just lie awake
She says, sometimes I just sleep for days
Smokes another cigarette and looks around the room
What are these days coming to
She says, it seems I've been screwed over again
But that's okay who the hell needs friends
It's just easier to pretend
Say you don't care and watch for the end
One more night is all she thinks
I won't come back, but I'm too weak
Those things he said to me,
One more night, and than I'll leave
She walks in one second too soon
Silence uncovers the room
She looks to him in disarray
He says I'm not sorry and turns away
He says I'm tired of hearing you bitch
You're nothing more than a stupid trick
You're not even worth the price I paid
Get out of my life, get out of my way
One more night is all she thinks
I won't come back, but I'm too weak
Those things he said to me,
One more night, and than I'll leave
She's standing on the balcony saying look this is my destiny
One more step and I'll finally be free
He says if you want my help I'll give you that extra step
She just turns and walks back to their bed
One more night is all she thinks
I won't come back, but I'm too weak
Those things he said to me,
One more night, and than I'll
One more night is all she thinks
Won't come back, but I'm too weak
Those things he said to me,
One more night, and than I'll leave
Welcome me into your family
You try to show me the other side
Show me what I've been missing
You try to give me your life
I'm not trying to be the rebel
Just want me god giving right
If I'm going to fuck up my own life
I'm going to do it right
And I was too far to stand with you tonight
And I was too lost to find my way home
There was just this breath of air between us
And I couldn't breathe
Sitting back for a moment
Thinking about a life time of being alone without you
Remember lying in your arms
A 1000 feet off the ground a 1000 feet off the ground
The idea of jumping just never came up
And I was too far to stand with you tonight
And I was too lost to find my way home
There was just this breath of air between us
And I couldn't breathe
Breathing in and breathing out
I feel the air escape my lips
Getting in and getting out to you
You're looking through me
Seen inside me
Something I couldn't be
Standing on my ledge
Taking my jump
It wasn't the out that I need
And I was too far to stand with you tonight
Too lost to find my way home
Just this breath of air between us
And I couldn't breathe
And I was too far to stand with you tonight
And I was too lost to find my way home
There was just this breath of air between us
And I couldn't breathe
Tender moments with a burn out cigarette
I m dying to know what doesn't happen next
Your drunken kisses leave a bitter taste on my lips
It doesn't feel like me anymore
No lover coming to my door
To rescue me in the middle of the night
I don't understand
And I don't give a damn
Because it makes no sense to me
I m caught in between your lies and my dreams
And there is no out that I can see
Maybe the sound of your voice
Or the brake of your car
Are a little more than everything
Cause it's driving me crazy
And I can't understand
Cause it's making no sense to me
Life becomes one long infomercial
Selling junk only cowards will buy
I m sitting and figuring and wondering why
Some how I v asked all the wrong questions
Cause you had none of the answers
These blinded eyes were looking for in you
I don't understand
And I don't give a damn
Because it makes no sense to me
I m caught in between your lies and my dreams
And there is no out that I can see
Maybe the sound of your voice
Or the brake of your car
Are a little more than everything
Cause it's driving me crazy
And I can't understand
Cause it's making no sense to me
Floating higher and higher, a wonderful feeling
Floating higher and higher, a wonderful feeling
Now I don't want to be the one you're not thinking of
I don't want to be anywhere not near you
Now I m sorry if I m a little confused since your leaving
You ever think it was the wrong thing to do?
I don't understand
And I don't give a damn
Because it makes no sense to me
I m caught in between your lies and my dreams
And there is no out that I can see
Maybe the sound of your voice
Or the brake of your car
Are a little more than everything
Cause it's driving me crazy
And I can't understand
Cause it's making no sense to me
I don't understand
And I don't give a damn
Because it makes no sense to me
I m caught in between your lies and my dreams
And there is no out that I can see
Maybe the sound of your voice
Or the brake of your car
Are a little more than everything
Cause it's driving me crazy
And I can't understand
Cause it's making no sense to me
Walk down that hall take me to that room
Shut that door and close the lights too
Turn on the radio take off the T.V
Sit me down and speak real softly
I'll pay my attentions to things you don't say
I'll turn them this way and I'll turn them the other way
And I'm asking you is this how you want me
To be anything you want me to be
I'm asking you is this how you see me
Some little girl kissing your cheek
As the sun begins to rise, it cuts through the glass
and it burns my flesh with every lash
I look at myself as others see myself
and I don't understand how this is myself
Walk down that hall, take to that room, shut the door
and close those lights too
And I'm asking you is this how you want me
To be anything you want me to be
I'm asking you is this how you see me
Some little girl kissing your cheek
I'm walking down the stairs to leave
And out of the dark her eyes catch me
And I'm asking you is this how you want me
To be anything, I can't be that little girl again
And I'm asking you is this how you see me
Some little girl kissing your cheek
And I'm asking you is this how you want me
To be anything you want me to be
I'm asking you is this how you see me
Some little girl kissing your cheek
Curtains swaying, windows closed
Ghost of the wind knocking at my door
Is that you checking on me
Bring the fire to set me free
Chill my body make it cold
Warm me up and let me go
I hear voices in the air
Its too strange no one's ever there
Little drummer play my march
Bring your beat, drown out the dark
Ghosts walking above my grave
The cold washing souls away
Chill my body make it cold
Warm me up and let me go
I hear voices in the air
Its too strange no one's ever there
Why question the only questions
I already know the answers to
So I wish I could count quietly
In a crowded room until it was empty
We were the only ones standing there
In another time, another life, another place
And the only thing one could hear was the soft
whisper of
4, 3, 2
Why question the only questions
I already know the answers to
So I wish I could count quietly
In a crowded room until it was empty
We were the only ones standing there
In another time, another life, another place
And the only thing one could hear was the soft
whisper of
4, 3, 2
We fell in love at first glance
When our eyes met and our hearts raced
But nothing ever lasts in this life
So it ends there and I'm sittin' here
With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
So maybe I'm not a dreamer
But I'm too realistic to ask myself that
And maybe you were looking at me
But I see her behind my shoulder
With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
Some impression of you
It's a little cold where I'm sitting
Yet it seems so warm up there
And the emotions just pouring through
But I don't know from who to where
With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
A damned impression of you
We fell in love at first glance
When our eyes met and our hearts raced
Use to swear there was nothing better than having me
for the night
When the morning came you'd quietly slip
Back into her life
You can have your ways
I'm going to end this lie
You can take those days
Let me move on, move on with my life
I use to watch you through the crowds
As you ran your hands over her
Now those days are yours
When morning comes it's I who
Slips out of his door
You can have your ways
I'm going to end this lie
You can take those days
Let me move on, move on with my life
So many people
Just wasting my time
That's all in the past
Cause I've moved on with my life
Those days are gone
My day begins
You don't have my life
But I have his
You can have your ways
I'm going to end this lie
You can take those days
Let me move on, move on with my life
She says fuck you, can you listen for a couple of minutes
Here's something I've been meaning to say
Yeah it's true, I've been living my life through you
But you can't even do that right, you're not living it my way
She says thank you for never even caring
I'll plan to see you all in hell
She sits there saying those stupid words over and over again
Thank you for destroying me
A cry rages out from a child
what do you mean by your life, can't something belong to me
I've given you everything, I've given you a daughter
But where is the mother I truly need
She says thank you for never even caring
I'll plan to see you all in hell
She sits there saying those stupid words over and over again
Thank you for destroying me
She's laying in his arms at quarter to three
Now her clothes are across the room and
she's down on her knees
And she's thinking you're no better than her
and I'm no better than any of you
And she hears me say
She says thank you for never even caring
I'll plan to see you all in hell
She sits there saying those stupid words over and over again
Thank you for destroying me
I don't care
Mommy's in the closet finding God
I'm on my knees finding you
Bring myself just low enough
To do what you want me to do
I don't care
What you have to say
I'd rather fail
And do it my way
False smiles so no one can see
Everything they hate is every part of me
I just want to live my life
They just want to hear they're right
I, I don't care
(I, I don't care)
What you have to say
(What you have to say)
I, I'd rather fail
(I, I'd rather fail)
And do it my way
(And do it my way)
Property of goatfucker
Property of goatfucker
Property of goatfucker
Property of goatfucker
I, I don't care
What you have to say
I, I'd rather fail
And do it my way
I, I don't care
(I, I don't care)
What you have to say
(What you have to say)
I, I'd rather fail
(I, I'd rather fail)
And do it my way
(And do it my way)
[Verse 1]
Wake up every morning to the sound of the radio screaming
6:30, 7:30, 8 o'clock and I got to leave
Walk out on the street with nothing on except the shame of last night
And a number in my hand of a man I don't really need
[Chorus]
Where do I fit in
Where is my place here
What do I need to say, what do you want to hear
Where do I fit in
If she's in your bed
Where is my beautiful
[Verse 2]
Late night, long day, doesn't make much difference to me anyway
You called, I answered, but baby I'm only half awake
Hush little one with you here everything is going to be okay
Is all you say but what if things don't go that way
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
It's over, we both know, we're both tired of playing the parts
I said goodbye, you said oh well nothing's really lost
Call every now and then just to hear your voice talk to me
You still say everything's alright but it's not and that's something that you're too blind to see
[Chorus 2x]
Nos sub-imundo mundo sub-humano
Aos montes, sob as pontes, sob o sol
Sem ar, sem horizonte, no infortúnio
Sem luz no fim do túnel, sem farol
Sem-terra se transformam em sem-teto
Pivetes logo se tornam pixotes
Meninas, mini-xotas, mini-putas, de pequeninas tetas nos decotes
Quem vai pagar a conta? Quem vai lavar a cruz?
O último a sair do breu, acende a luz
No topo da pirâmide, tirânica
Estúpida, tapada minoria
Cultiva viva como a uma flor
A vespa vesga da mesquinharia
Na civilização eis a barbárie
É a penúria que se pronuncia
Com sua boca oca, sua cárie
Ou sua raiva e sua revelia
Quem vai pagar a conta? Quem vai lavar a cruz?
O último a sair do breu, acende a luz
O que prometeu não cumpriu
O fogo apagou, a luz extinguiu.
Se você quer me seguir,
Não é seguro.
Você não quer me trancar
Num quarto escuro.
Às vezes parece até que a gente deu um nó,
Hoje eu quero sair só...
Você não vai me acertar
À queima-roupa,
Vem cá, me deixa fugir,
Me beija a boca.
Às vezes parece até que a gente deu um nó,
Hoje eu quero sair só...
...Não demora eu tô de volta...
Tchau!
Vai ver se eu estou lá na esquina, devo estar
Tchau!
Já deu minha hora
E eu não posso ficar.
Tchau!
A lua me chama,
Eu tenho que ir pra rua!
Mesmo quando tudo pede um pouco mais de calma
Até quando o corpo pede um pouco mais de alma
A vida não pára
Enquanto o tempo acelera e pede pressa
Eu me recuso, faço hora, vou na valsa
A vida é tão rara
Enquanto todo mundo espera a cura do mal
E a loucura finge que isso tudo e normal
Eu finjo ter paciência
O mundo vai girando cada vez mais veloz
A gente espera do mundo e o mundo espera de nós
Um pouco mais de paciência
Será que é tempo que lhe falta pra perceber
Será que temos esse tempo para perder
E quem quer saber?!
A vida é tão rara... tão rara...
Mesmo quanto tudo pede um pouco mais de calma
Mesmo quando o corpo pede um pouco mais de alma
Eu sei... A vida não pára... A vida não pára não...
Será que é tempo que lhe falta pra perceber
Será que temos esses tempo pra perder
E quem quer saber?!
A vida é tão rara... Tão rara... Tão rara... A vida é tão rara...
OLHO NA PRESSÃO, TÁ FERVENDO
OLHO NA PANELA
DINAMITE É O FEIJÃO COZINHANDO
DENTRO DO MOLHO DELA
A BRUXA ACENDEU O FOGO
SE CUIDA, RAPAZIADA
TEM MANDINGA DE CABÔCO
MANDANDO NESSAS PARADA
GARRAFADA DE SERPENTE
DESPACHO DE CACHOEIRA
QUANTO MAIS O FOGO SOBE
MAIS A PANELA CHEIRA
OLHO NA PRESSÃO, TÁ FERVENDO
OLHO NA PANELA
DINAMITE É O FEIJÃO COZINHANDO
DENTRO DO MOLHO DELA
A BRUXA MEXEU O CALDO
SE LIGA AÍ, Ô GALERA
TÁ PINGANDO NA MISTURA
SALIVA DA BESTA-FERA
CHACINA NO CENTRO-OESTE
E GUERRILHA NA FRONTEIRA
EMBOSCADA NA AVENIDA
TIRO E QUEDA NA LADEIRA
MAS FEITIÇO É BUMERANGUE
Já que sou brasileiro
E que o som do pandeiro é certeiro e tem direção
Já que subi nesse ringue
E o país do suingue é o país da contradição
Eu canto pro rei da levada
Na lei da embolada, na língua da percussão
A dança, a muganga, o dengo
A ginga do mamulengo
O charme dessa nação
Quem foi
Que fez o samba embolar?
Quem foi
Que fez o coco sambar?
Quem foi
Que fez a ema gemer na boa?
Quem foi
Que fez do coco um cocar?
Quem foi
Que deixou um oco no lugar?
Quem foi
Que fez do sapo cantor de lagoa? Diz aí, Tião! - Tião?
- Oi.
- Foste?
- Fui.
- Compraste?
- Comprei.
- Pagaste?
- Paguei.
- Me diz, quanto foi?
- Foi quinhentos reais.
- Me diz, quanto é que foi?
- Foi quinhentos reais.
Já que sou brasileiro
Do tempero, do batuque
Do truque, do picadeiro
Do pandeiro e do repique
Do pique do funk-rock
Do toque da platinela
Do samba na passarela
Dessa alma brasileira
Despencando da ladeira
Na zoeira da banguela
Só ponho be-bop no meu samba
Quando o Tio Sam pegar no tamborim
Quando ele pegar no pandeiro e no zabumba
Quando ele entender que o samba não é rumba
Aí eu vou misturar
Miami com Copacabana
Chicletes eu misturo com banana
E o meu samba vai ficar, vai ficar...
Belas
Singelas
Donzelas
Sem elas o mundo não vai pra nenhum lugar
Santas
Rainhas
Meninas
Com elas o mundo aprendeu a girar
Do mistério à criação
Do desejo à compaixão
REFRÃO:
Elas
Agora é que são elas
Cinderela, Rapuzel
A tinta que dá sentido ao papel
O pincel, aquarela
E a mão que assina a pintura na tela
Agora é que são elas!
Loucas varridas
Mimadas
Sem elas o mundo é sem rumo e sem direção
Lindas
Espertas
Dengosas
Pancadas de chuva sem previsão
Do mistério à criação
Do desejo à compaixão
Repete REFRÃO
Cinderela, Rapuzel
A tinta que dá sentido ao papel
O pincel, aquarela
E a mão que assina a pintura na tela
Puras
Insanas
Ciganas
Sem elas o nosso pecado não tem perdão
Divas
Benditas
Sagradas
Barrigas cheirando à multiplicação
Repete REFRÃO
Cinderela, Rapuzel
A tinta que dá sentido ao papel
O pincel, aquarela
E a mão que assina a pintura na tela
(2x)
Cinderela! Rapunzel!
No tengas miedo de perderte, no
El tiempo pasa tan despacio
En Sildavia no hay desiertos
No hay falsa pasion
Un nuevo destino para el ocio
Errante en busca de un lugar
Pregunta primero a tu imaginacion
Sildavia no se halla en los mapas
No tengas miedo de perderte, no
El tiempo pasa tan despacio
En sildavia no hay desiertos
No hay falta pasion
Distrae los sentidos en el silencio
Es es jardin de las delicias
Domina tu vuelo en el espacio
El sol no derretira tus alas
No tengas miedo de perderte, no
El tiempo pasa tan despacio
En Sildavia no hay desiertos
Cada noche llaman desde París
en el día en que todo ocurrió
Como un sueño de locos sin fin
La fortuna se ha reído de tí
y de mí
La luna llena sobre París
Cada noche llaman desde París
en el día en que todo ocurrió
Como un sueño de locos sin fin
La fortuna se ha reído de tí
Sorprendido espiando
el lobo escapa aullando
y es mordido
por el mago del Siam
(La luna llena sobre París)
Auuuu
ha transformado en hombre a Denis
Rueda por los bares del bulevar
se ha alojado en un sucio hostal
Mientras está cenando
junto a él se ha sentado
una joven
con la que irá a contemplar
(La luna llena sobre París)
Auuuu
Algunos francos cobra Denis
Auuuu
Lobo-hombre en París
Auuuu
Su nombre: Denis
La luna llena sobre París
Auuuu
ha transformado en hombre a Denis
(Lobo-hombre en París)
¡A ver ese aullido!
(Auuuu)
Lobo-hombre en París
¿Harías otro por mí?
(Auuuu)
Su nombre: Denis
¡Vente conmigo!
Mientras está cenando
junto a él se ha sentado
una joven
con la que irá a contemplar
La luna llena (sobre París)
Auuuu
ha transformado en hombre a Denis
Auuuu
Lobo-hombre en París
Auuuu
Sé bien que por un momento
perdí el control
No era yo quien maldecía,
no era yo
Perdona si mis palabras
te han hecho llorar
Si de algo soy culpable
es de amar
Hoy mi mente se nubló
No hablaba el corazón
Fueron los celos
Si de algo soy culpable
es de amor
Sé que me perdió el orgullo
Siempre hago igual,
con las cosas que más quiero
soy tenaz
Sólo pretendía guardar
algo de mi posesión
Fueron los celos
Fueron los celos
Sólo pretendía guardar
algo de mi posesión
Fueron los celos
Si de algo soy culpable
es de amor
Perdona si mis palabras
te han hecho llorar
Si de algo soy culpable
es de amar
Hoy mi mente se nubló
No hablaba el corazón
Fueron los celos
Ella ella ella es un volcán
Es ardiente, siempre quiere más
Mi nena sabe bien lo que me gusta más
Ella ella ella es un volcán
Ella ella ella se sabe cuidar
se revuelve como un animal
Uuh mi nena sabe bien cuidarse de los demás
ella ella ella sabe mucho ya
Sabes que no me convienes
mi mami no quiere verme
con mujeres como tú
Sé lo que dice la gente
pero a mí me gusta verte
sola en mi habitación
Ella ella ella es un volcán
Ella ella ella es un volcán
en erupción
Ella ella ella sabe mucho ya
Un enigma oculta su mirar
Uuh A veces creo ver, a veces pienso mal
Sólo ella sabe cuál es su plan
¡Vámonos!
Sabes que no me convienes
mi mami no quiere verme
con mujeres como tú
Sé lo que dice la gente
pero a mí me gusta verte
sola en mi habitación
Ella ella ella es un volcán
Ella ella ella es un volcán
en erupción
(Ella ella ella es un volcán)
Ella ella ella es un volcán
(Ella ella ella es un volcán)
Ella ella ella es un volcán
(Ella ella ella es un volcán)
Ella ella ella es un volcán
(Ella ella ella es un volcán)
Ella ella ella es un volcán
(Ella ella ella es un volcán)
Si quisieras
ver mi interior.
Si quisieras
no tendría que rogarte
no es mi intención
no puedo creer
que tú ya no estés de vuelta,
y que es mejor no volvernos a ver
hoy no habría corazones rotos si tú quisieras.
Si quisieras
darte una opción
si quisieras
yo podría intentarlo
una vez más.
No puedo perder
nada esta vez
no digas que todo esto lo haces por mi bien
hoy no habría corazones rotos.
No puedo creer
que tú ya no estés de vuelta,
y que es mejor no volvernos a ver
Daca ai putea sa imi arati ce simti
Nu e nevoie sa ma minti
Incerc cu gandul sa te-atrag
Si-apoi din nou sa dispari
N-as mai putea sa fiu banal
Dar stiu ca pentru tine-i prea tarziu,
In noapte, in soapte.
Refren(2 ori):
Voi fi aproape, voi fi acolo
Voi fi mereu in urma ta
Eu voi fi , in orice zi
Obsesia
Din nou te urmaresc
Tu stii cat te privesc.
La geamul tau as vrea acum sa stai
Sa-mi arati tot ce ai
In noapte, in soapte...