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Green Day – Time Of Your Life

November 6th, 2008 by admin

Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.

Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.

So make the best of this test
and don’t ask why.

It’s not a question
but a lesson learned in time.

It’s something unpredictable
but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs
and still frames in your mind.

Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good time.

Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial.

For what it’s worth,
it was worth all the while.

It’s something unpredictable
but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

(music break)

It’s something unpredictable
but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life

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Happy Endings… not

November 6th, 2008 by admin

Why is such a sad song having such a misleading title?

Hurhur.

It was the song I was listening on Norman’s iPod on my way to Tioman, in the coach to Mersing.

I felt strongly for it back then.

And I just replayed it today.

Sweet.

Happy Ending – Mika

This is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it’s forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can’t get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell

This is the hardest story that I’ve ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I’m wasted
And I’m wastin’ every day

This is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it’s forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

2 o’clock in the morning, something’s on my mind
Can’t get no rest; keep walkin’ around
If I pretend that nothin’ ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on

This is the hardest story that I’ve ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I’m wasted
And I’m wastin’ every day

This is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it’s forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

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Shaken and stirred

November 6th, 2008 by admin

It must be a darn cold night.

Wait. Nights.

I have not stopped shaking for these 2 nights.

And the queasiness left a bad taste in the mouth that wouldn’t go away.

I feel sick. Physically and mentally so.

How do things turn us this cold.

And that bitch of a migraine, that refuses to go away. Tugging. Nagging. Sucking my life away.

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