2009 Fransız yapımı harika bir belgesel.insanoğlunun ego tatmini için çevreye verdıklerı zararı, muheşem resim , görüntü ve müziklerle anlatan izleyenlerin içini sızlatan son zamanların en iyi belgesel filmi.
dun ntv de yayinlanan ve goruntuleriyle,dublajiyla,muzikleriyle,mesajlariyla enfes bir belgesel.ayrica sonlara dogru soylenen mesajlar arasinda soyle bir sey vardir:
dunyada 1 milyar insan ac geziyor.
Benim için çok anlamlı sözlere sahip depeche mode şarkısı.
Here is a song from the wrong side of town
Where I'm bound to the ground by the loneliest sound
And it pounds from within and is pinning me down
Here is a page from the emptiest stage
A cage or the heaviest cross ever made
A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid
And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here
The heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets
That cling to the backs of my knees and my feet
Well I'm drowning in time to a desperate beat
And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong
Feels like home
I should have known
From my first breath
God send the only true friend I call mine
Pretend that I'll make amends the next time
Befriend the glorious end of the line
And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here.
I'll be coming home
just to be alone
'Cause I know you're not there
And I know that you don't care
I can hardly wait to leave this place
No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I'm better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here
This is not my home
I think I'm better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a home, home
This house is not a home
By the time you come home
I'm already stoned
You turn off the tv
And you scream at me
I can hardly wait
till you get off my case
No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I'm better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here
This is not my home
I think I'm better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a home, home
This house is not a home, home
This house is not a home, home
This house is not a home
I'm better off alone
No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I'm better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here
This is not my home
I think I'm better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a home, home
This house is not a home, home
This house is not a home, home
This house is not a home
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, it makes true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
dream theater'ın eşşeksel şarkısı. 29 haziran'daki konserde çalmaları da ayrı bir anektod tabi, koca koca göbekli, küpeli, uzun saçlı adamların halay çektiğine de şahit olduk, böyle bir şey.
portnoy'un şarkı esnasında fırlattığı bagetleri tutamadığı ama ritm kaçırmadan devam ettiği şarkılardan..
scenes from a memory'de bulunur, candır.
olmadık bir mekanda çalınması ile istem dışı halaya kalkmanızı sağlayabilir, rezil edebilir.
