Gerard, Jude and I would meet up whenever we felt that its been a long while since we had wine, smoke till our lungs burst or most probably mine and listen to songs, all our favourite songs. Gerard would be the DJ, and Jude at times. I just smoke and sing till someone shouts at me to shut up.
There is this one song i love, One Headlights, by The Wallflowers. I have been listening to it on YouTube, reminiscing ol`days. Jude is now married and the last time we met was a year ago, Gerard has been busy with work, we try to meet once a week but call each other once a day to make sure one is still alive and kicking. Best friends do that, i guess, but i think we do it cos we dont have anything better to do than to drive each other crazy.
I do not have his picture now to show (he`s single and available, by the way). I`ll do a blog on him on his birthday, well, maybe, if he`s nice enough..
So, if anyone has a chance to listen to this song... it`s my song!
One Headlight - The Wallflowers
So long ago, I don't remember when
That's when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees
I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face So I wondered how she hung around this place
Chorus: Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There's got to be something better than In the middle
But me & Cinderella We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight
She said it's cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can't break away from this parade
But there's got to be an opening Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead At the county line bridge
Sayin' all there's good and nothingness is dead
We'll run until she's out of breath
She ran until there's nothin' left
She hit the end-it's just her window ledge
(chorus)
Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn
I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin' dreams
I think her death it must be killin' me
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do i get a special blog tribute too when i turn 35,000 years old in September = ) heheheheh - HUGS -
do i get a special blog tribute too when i turn 35,000 years old in September = ) heheheheh - HUGS -
you got yours last year kukuu... and if you`re nice, you`ll get a nice one this year.. and 35,ooo years old is not something you ignore... heheheh.
It's so lovely to have friends like these!
Wish you a very happy b'day, idah! (Learnt of it from Mush's blog!) :-)
SuperN, thank you for the wishes, sorry for the late reply. i just got back to singapore this morning and i am still trying to adjust to our time here.
Oh! Looks like I've missed haunting your blog for a while now and man, you've kept urself busy in such time ;) AND given us a lot of treat for our eyes n ears. Now I'm reading your posts and listening to your fav songs too! :)
Thanks a tonne :)
No problemo, idah!
Hope you had a nice trip! :-)
miss iyer, welcome back! i will put you in my blog.heheh, i check your blog often too... >D
SuperN, i did enjoy my trip, it was good and educational, but miss Lars a lot now... heheheh
Awww, I can imagine how you feel! Plan another trip soon to be with Lars! :-)
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