René Magritte
René François Ghislain Magritte (French: [ʁəne fʁɑ̃swa ɡilɛ̃ maɡʁit]; 21 November 1898 – 15 August 1967) was a Belgian surrealist artist. He became well known for a number of witty and thought-provoking images. Often depicting ordinary objects in an unusual context, his work is known for challenging observers' preconditioned perceptions of reality. His imagery has influenced pop, minimalist and conceptual art.
Early life
René Magritte was born in Lessines, in the province of Hainaut, Belgium, in 1898. He was the oldest son of Léopold Magritte, a tailor and textile merchant, and Régina (née Bertinchamps), who was a milliner before she got married. Little is known about Magritte's early life. He began lessons in drawing in 1910. On 12 March 1912, his mother committed suicide by drowning herself in the River Sambre. This was not her first attempt at taking her own life; she had made many over a number of years, driving her husband Léopold to lock her into her bedroom. One day she escaped, and was missing for days. Her body was later discovered a mile or so down the nearby river.
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Until You Come Back To Me (That’s What I’m Gonna D
by: Miki HowardOh…ho…oh…oh…
Oh…ooh…
So you don't wanna talk to me
Just don't even call me anymore
Though you don't call me anymore
I sit and wait in vain
I guess I'll rap on your door
Tap on your window pane
I wanna tell you, baby
The changes I've been goin' through
Missin' you, missin' you
Until you come back to me
That's what I'm gonna do
Why did you have to decide
You had have to set me free, baby
I guess I'll swallow my pride
Beggin' you, baby, baby, baby, please see me
I'm gonna walk by myself
Just to prove my love is true, whoa, for you, baby
Until you come back to me
That's what I'm gonna do
Living without you might be
Livin' in a world of constant tears
Hear my please, I've got to make you see
Our love is dying
Oh, boy, your phone you ignore, somehow I must
Somehow I must, I must explain
I guess I'll rap on your door
Tap on your window pane
And I'm gonna sit by your steps
Until I get through to you
I've got to show it to you, baby
Until you come back to me
That's what I'm gonna do, babe
Until you come back to me
That's what I'm gonna do, my love, my love, my love
Until you come back to me
That's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna rap on your door
Tap on your window pane, baby, baby
I'm gonna rap on your door
Tap on your, tap on your, tap on your, tap on your window
I'm gonna rap on your door
Tap on your window pane
I'm gonna rap on your door
Tap on your window pane
I'm gonna rap on your door
Rat-tat knock-knock on your window pane
I'll be there, I'll be there day and night
I'll be there night and day
Oh, I'm gonna rap on your pane
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