Remind me that we’ll always have each other
When everything else is gone
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I once had a friend
They found her in a car
A hose to the window
And the motor running hot
Seems she couldn’t take it
The rhetoric of life
Someone found her naked
With a note right by her side
By her side oh by her side
She can’t take it back
Neither can I
No neither can I
Mommy and daddy I’ve borrowed the car to sleep on the floor
I’m sorry so much for bringing my own living hell to your door
Thanks for all the flowers at the ringside seat
Thanks for nothing everyone the prayers were too weak
This is the way it happens all the time
Can you pay attention to everyone that cries
Remember you can make it through
And make it new
Only if you try
You better try
Cause you can’t take it back
Neither can I
No neither can I
Mommy and daddy I’ve borrowed the car to sleep on the floor
I’m sorry so much for bringing my own living hell to your door
But things had gotten heavy everything was deep
Nothing really mattered
So I just went to sleep
I just went to sleep
And I can’t take it back
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try
I won’t try
you my friend I will defend
it’s alright
there comes a time
and if we change
well I love you anyway
Happy Birthday Sohail!!
… happy birthday motherfucker!! Only ’cause it may embarrass you … and ’cause I CAN!! 😈
the apple and the tree
Pics, and a little lauding perhaps … maybe faint, but praise nonetheless … and this blog’s the only voice I got, so here I speak. I’ll start with some numbers … January 6, 1935 … 1935 – 2013 = 78 … 39 + 39 = 78 … 49 … 39 + 49 = 88 … 88 – 78 = 10 … yep, ten … now the pics, bunch of oldies and a single goodie …
the apple:
Jan. 5, 2013
the tree:
1952
1952
September 1953, Coeur d’Alene, Idaho
1953 (with ??)
1954, Vancouver, B.C. (with Bill, best friend and cousin)
November 1956, Granville Street, Vancouver, B.C.
February 1957, at home … 16 years later, mere steps from where he stood … he’d draw his last breath.
the big bosomed lady with a Dutch accent who tried to change my point of view
you’re ageless timeless lace and fineness
you’re beauty and elegance
you’re a rhapsody a comedy
you’re a symphony and a play
you’re an essay in glamour
please pardon the grammar
but you’re every schoolboy’s dream
you’re Celtic United but baby I’ve decided
you’re the best team I’ve ever seen







