A column or pillar in architecture and structural engineering is an structural element that transmits, through compression, the weight of the structure above to other structural elements below. For the purpose of wind or earthquake engineering, columns may be designed to resist lateral forces. Other compression members are often termed "columns" because of the similar stress conditions. Columns are frequently used to support beams or arches on which the upper parts of walls or ceilings rest. In architecture, "column" refers to such a structural element that also has certain proportional and decorative features. A column might also be a decorative element not needed for structural purposes; many columns are "engaged with", that is to say form part of a wall.
All significant Iron Age civilizations of the Near East and Mediterranean made some use of columns. In Ancient Egyptian architecture as early as 2600 BC the architect Imhotep made use of stone columns whose surface was carved to reflect the organic form of bundled reeds; in later Egyptian architecture faceted cylinders were also common.
Mark Rutte (Dutch pronunciation: [ˈmɑrk ˈrʏtə]; born 14 February 1967) is a Dutch politician of the People's Party for Freedom and Democracy (VVD). He has been the Prime Minister of the Netherlands and Minister of General Affairs since 14 October, 2010 as head of the cabinet.
He previously served as State Secretary for Social Affairs and Employment from 22 July 2002 to 17 June 2004 in the Cabinets Balkenende I and II. Subsequently he was State Secretary for Education, Culture and Science from 17 June 2004 until his resignation on 27 June 2006, when he was elected to succeed Jozias van Aartsen as the new VVD party leader.
At the 2006 general election the People's Party for Freedom and Democracy under Rutte lost six seats and he became opposition leader, serving during the Cabinet Balkenende IV. After the fall of the Cabinet Balkenende IV, a snap election was called, and Rutte was once again the VVD's lijsttrekker (top party list candidate) for the 2010 general election. The VVD won the highest number of votes cast, resulting in their occupying 31 of the 150 seats in the House of Representatives. After a long formation period, Rutte became prime minister and formed a cabinet. When he was sworn in on 14 October 2010, he became the first liberal Prime Minister in the Netherlands in 92 years. He resigned on 23 April 2012 after his government fell due to an impasse in talks on an austerity budget.
(Testo e musica Claudio A.)
Non so dove sto andando, perch? il vento stia suonando questa nera melodia. Non so pi? tu chi sei falso e vero amico mio o se un giorno te ne andrai.
Voci strane dentro me viaggiano senza un senso che dia loro una vita. Sono tutto e niente sono caricato come un tuono che in un attimo la luce porter?.
(Testo Graziano, musica Coolmania)
Che cosa ? successo? Che cosa ho mai fatto? Anch'io avr? commesso un reato
(Testo e musica Graziano)
Il suo viso coperto di rughe, denti anneriti dal tabacco e dal tempo. Strano il suo atteggiamento
(Testo e musica Claudio A.)
Dormi dormi bel bambino che il mattino ? ormai vicino, non pensare all'uomo nero, non parlar con chi ? sincero.
Dormi dormi e il tuo destino l'ho gi? scritto sul cuscino, non cambiare il tuo sentiero, lascia fare e sarai fiero. Dormi dormi bel bambino non capisci chi hai vicino, chi comanda il tuo pensiero, chi comanda il mondo intero.
(Testo Graziano, musica Coolmania)
Resto qui. Nessuno mi potr? mai scacciare questo cerchio che la mia mente ha dipinto intorno a me. C’? un altro mondo la al di fuori del mio spazio vitale che non tollera uguaglianza e solidariet?.
Culture uccise da un terrore che proviene dai mass-media spaventando a morte l’umanit?. Stragi di stato che confondono le carte di un gioco eliminando ormai la giustizia e la sana verit?, la giustizia e la pura verit?.
Loschi individui incravattati adulati come star, false promesse di un futuro solido e nuovo. Quale onest?? E quale soluzione nuova mai ci porter? la violenza del denaro che procurer? solo falsit?.
Il mio mondo sai delimitato dalla mia mente ha bisogno ormai di aria fresca e di spaziosit? ed ? per questo che allargher? la mia circonferenza del cerchio e poi contager? tutta l’umanit?.
Loschi individui incravattati adulati come star, false promesse di un futuro solido e nuovo. Quale onest?? E quale soluzione nuova mai ci porter? la violenza del denaro che procurer? solo falsit?.
(Testo e musica Claudio A.)
E' un giorno di pioggia a Milano, quando nasce Gaia, la salutano piano piano dal vetro dell'ospedale, tutt'attorno i parenti portano i regali, amore commercializzato.
Brucia l'aria il sole africano quando nasce Maia, nella terra sola e stanca la madre l'abbraccia forte, piange e chiede scusa, scusa se ti ho dato alla vita, amore sprecato.
Primo giorno di scuola a Milano per la bionda Gaia, la tengono per mano i genitori, libri, astuccio nuovo e poi pastelli colorati. Colori sognati.
Crampi e fame in un giorno africano per la mora Maia, mani e volto gi? segnati da lavoro e sfruttamento vede un mondo vuoto tutto nero. Colori negati.
(Testo e musica Claudio A.)
La notte scende sopra i sogni della gente, li guarda con quel suo sorriso irriverente
(Testo Claudio A., musica Coolmania)
Scendi a noi lenta e silenziosa, stringi e poi sarai tu la mia sposa. Non so chi sei. Nebbia che appari misteriosa dimmi se cambierai ogni cosa.
(Testo e musica Claudio A.)
Chiuso in una gabbia non sono pi? capace di parlare, consumo fumo e rabbia stringo i denti e inizio a respirare. Respiro, respiro, respiro …..
come castelli sulla sabbia, cos? i miei sogni si iniziano a sgretolare ma se pensi che io abbia smesso ancora di respirare: respiro, respiro, respiro...
E' la mia vita e me la voglio giocare, ? la mia vita ed io non posso sbagliare, ? la mia vita ed io no posso aspettare che qualcuno dia ordini a me.
Sotto l'acqua, sotto il sole, sotto il vento che fa male, sotto un ponte, sotto zero, sottovuoto ma non sar? mai sotto di te.
(Testo Dino, musica Coolmania)
Ti avr? cosi, senza doverti dire che io non saprei cosa sar? senza di te. Stavolta ho voglia d'essere sincero libero e cos? non voglio pi? mentire per sentire il vostro amore, no! Ho voglia di rinascere.
Ripartir?, guarder? meglio attorno a me riaccendo quella luce spenta ormai da troppo tempo e vedo che sei ancora dentro me, rischier? ancora l'anima, rischier? di riperderla.
Raccoglier? il calore che liberamente lascerai, non c'? vergogna dentro me quello che provo ? qui se lo vuoi.
Sorridi e vai convinta che poi passer? ... ti sbagli sai il tempo non mi cambier?, il tempo no, stavolta non mi inganner?. Stavolta non ci cascher? perch? non c'? pi? ingenuit? nei miei pensieri su di te, su te scommetto l'anima, ci gioco la mia libert?.
We've been locked out again
I'll be the indian and you be the cowboy
We'll terrorize the girls
Walking home from school
In their uniforms
I wore a yellow skirt
Covered with stains and dirt
Just a hand-me-down
We wrestle on the grass
Your legs upon my back
Push my face in the ground
Blacktop parking lot
Blacktop parking lot
And the funniest thing I'd ever seen
Was you, jumping on the trampoline
They're turning on the lights,
Time to go inside
Don't answer when she calls you
Let's hang out in the park
Wait there until it's dark
And sneak into the pool
We do this everyday
It keeps them all at bay
You go while I stand guard
Hang out with boys we know
I'm _____ 'cause I run slow
_________ your
Blacktop parking lot
Blacktop parking lot
And the funniest thing I'd ever seen
Was you, jumping on the trampoline
And the funniest thing I'd ever seen
Was you, jumping on the trampoline
They locked us out again (the funniest thing)
You be the indian (I'd ever seen)
I'll be the cowboy (was you)
(Jumping on the trampoline)
They locked us out again (the funniest thing)
You be the indian (I'd ever seen)
I'll be the cowboy (was you)
(Jumping on the trampoline)
Blacktop parking lot
And the funniest thing I'd ever seen
Was you, jumping on the trampoline
And the funniest thing I'd ever seen
Was you, jumping on the trampoline
And the funniest thing I'd ever seen
If you're looking for me
You better check under the sea
Cause that is where you'll find me
Underneath the
Sealab, Underneath the water
I'm knocked up
And I'm alone
Experiments happen
When you're not at home
And you should see in me
Dressed up in my nighty
If you could see me,
You'd say I don't look alright
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
Riding on glass in the dark
Riding on glass in the dark
Riding on glass in the dark
Was it my suggestion?
That you come over
So don't blame me (don't you dare)
If you never leave
And this is no happy accident
On my postcard that you sent
This is my world
Giving in
Arms and walls are inside
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
Riding on glass in the dark
Riding on glass in the dark
Riding on glass in the dark
Riding on glass in the dark
(Oooh, oooh, oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
This is repulsion (oooh)
Everybody's got big plans
For you
And everybody's tellin' you
What to do
It's makin' me nervous
It's makin' me nervous too
How 'bout you rely on me
And I'll rely on you
And then we can wait until the
Coast is clear
And then we'll make our
Great escape
I've got all we need
I've got rope and twine and sticky tape
And I know a place
Where we can go
Nobody has to know
I'll take you there
I'll take you there
To my secret place
Because I have got a map inside my head
I got it from some books I read
And certain things that you said
To me
'Cause your voice
It ricochets and I,
I'm makin' plans again
I'm not listenin' to them
Anymore
So let me be the
Horse on your carriage
Well I will take you
Where you wanna go
Take you there,
I'll take you there
Let me be the
Horse on your carriage
Well I will take you
Where you wanna go
Let me be the
Horse on your carriage
Well I will take you
Christmas lights hung up outside
Middle of the day
Middle of July
Don't ask me why
'Cause holidays are best that way
In time you please
Hang up lights on ceiling fans
And hang them up on trees
And watch them flicker
Watch them flash
Get used to the fact
That she's not coming back
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
And since she's gone the world goes on
And you, you still exist
You're surprised you realize
That no one gives a shit
About your bad T.V. reception
Or your broken heart
Sit down in your favorite chair
And suffer in the dark
And watch them flicker
Watch them flash
Get used to the fact
That she's not coming back
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out
You've gone out
You've gone out
You've gone out of style
She's gone away
You think that you might die
But you're a strong boy you'll survive
You sit around and contemplate
The things that you might say
If she calls,
She's never gonna call
She's gone away
And you think that you might die
But you're a strong boy you'll survive
You sit around and contemplate
The things that you might say
If she calls,
She's never gonna call
She's gone away
And you think that you might die
But you're a strong boy you'll survive
You sit around and contemplate
The things that you might say
If she calls,
I use my desk
Penmanship
I hold my hand steady
And make sure that it doesn't slip
'Cause I am here
To document
To get it right
And to bear witness
I drive alone these days
Everybody has gone away
I keep the place warm
Until they return
And you think of the end
I think of decay
I guess that it's better
To leave it that way
Breathing makes a sound
Makes things reappear
Coming up for air
Do you think that they hear me?
Coming up for air
Do you think that they care?
I drive alone these days
Everybody has gone away
I keep the place warm
Until they return
Shirley Temples and
Roy Rogers are the things
That I
Remember
Don't forget to say
Your prayers is what she said to me
Don't forget
To say your prayers
Jesus lost and found
Over and over again
Jesus lost and found
Over and over again
Jesus lost and found
Over and over again
Jesus lost and found
And don't forget (Jesus lost and found)
To say your prayers (Jesus lost and found)
Don't forget (Jesus lost and found)
I hold faith
You, you drift in space
Alone
Crossing the big black sky
And a girl could go to rot
Married to an astronaut
But I'm gonna watch and wait
For you to return some day
As you breathe silently on the opposite side
Of the bed
I circle stars you said
Your rockets blare
And you're seven thousand million miles away
You're seven thousand million miles away
You're seven thousand million miles away
And you're seven thousand million miles away