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Bleecker is a Dutch-language occupational surname. Bleecker is an old spelling of (linnen)bleker ("linen bleacher"). Most if not all people listed below are descendants of Jan Jansen Bleecker/Bleeker, who came to New Amsterdam in 1658. In the Netherlands, only the spelling Bleeker is extant as a family name. more »

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I found some fishbone in a winter cold grave
Put 'em in my scrapbook with the other little things I save
I got so scared by the size of this darkness
That we rushed right home to hide inside our fortress, yeah
There's something special by the way we float
Suddenly it's obvious that we're not getting anywhere in this boat
Dimmed our view with alcohol and rock n' roll
And if I'm not getting anywhere I won't leave at all
All night, and the better part of each and every day
Spinning in our PJ:s in the mythological way
Don't tell me you don't feel
Empty as we try to heal
Tire marks from the spinning wheel
Prove the pain we hide is real
Don't act that you don't know
While my will to live is low
I tell you again, right here right now
No one listens anyhow
Pick a number and wait quietly for your turn
I've more or less accepted now that my soul is bound to burn
I'm running like a sane man through these fields of destiny
I'm gonna end up like the mad man I always thought I'd be
All night, and the better part of each and every day
Spinning in our PJ:s in the mythological way
Don't tell me you don't feel
Empty as we try to heal
Tire marks from the spinning wheel
Prove the pain we hide is real
Don't act that you don't know
While my will to live is low
I tell you again, right here right now
No one listens anyhow
I found some loving in this summer-drenched town
Happily I forgot my restrictions and jumped higher of the ground
Landed in a bed of flowers lust and lovely gifts of life but
Venus crashed on mercury and fed him all the standard lies
All night, and the better part of each and every day
Spinning in our PJ:s in the mythological way
Don't tell me you don't feel
Empty as we try to heal
Tire marks from the spinning wheel
Prove the pain we hide is real
Don't act that you don't know
While my will to live is low
I tell you again, right here right now
No one listens anyhow
Happy yeah, for 25 seconds
Happy yeah, for 25 seconds
Happy yeah, for 25 seconds
I was happy yeah, for 25 seconds

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