"Everyone in the world is crazy, except you and I, and even you are a little suspect!"
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Tuesday, March 27, 2007
"When You Were Young"
Killers
You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness, Watch it now Here he comes
He doesnt look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined, When you were young
Can we climb this mountainI dont know
Higher now than ever before I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy, Easy now, Watch it go
We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning when you were young
When you were young
And sometimes you close your eyes
And see the place where you used to live
When you were young
They say the devil's water It ain't so sweet
You dont have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet, Every once in a little while
You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to,
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness, Watch it now, Here he comes
He doesnt look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young
(talks like a gentleman)(like you imagined)
When you were young
I said he doesnt look a thing like Jesus
He doesnt look a thing like Jesus
But more than you'll ever know
3:48 pm
Well, Its been about 2 years since i last blogged.
So much has changed, i dont know where to start... except that everything that has been blogged seems so irrelevent now.
I am going to try and start blogging again and make it more interesting, and a liottle less self indulgent.... thought there will always be a few me blogs...
Just got back from Munich.
3:33 pm
Ferry Corsten - Holding On - Munich
The failing sky grows darker every day.
And moonlight fading as you Walk away.
And all the roads that lead me to your heart… …have gone astray
My hands are tied behind my back, and I’m weaked by, your slow attack, you take me in, than change your mind again.
Yous spinning wheel won’t lead me to your view, and all the words I need to hear from you,
I’m holding on but guess I’m out of luck, …and still in love with you
My hands are tied behind my back, and I’m weaked by, your slow attack, you take me in, than change your mind again.
Hold my face, in your hands, look into my eyes So understand, all the toughts, inside your mind Tell me it’s time
My hands are tied behind my back, and I’m weaked by, your slow attack, you take me in, than change your mind again.
3:19 pm
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