Friday, March 23, 2007

As the sun hides his head For another nights rest And the wind sings His same old song And you on the edge Never close, never far Always there when I needed a friend Yet it's hard living life On this memory-go-round Always up, always down Spinning 'round and 'round and 'round And all this could be Just a dream so it seems I was never much good at goodbye There once was a time Never far from my mind On the beach, on the 4th of July I remember the sand How you held out your hand And we touched for what seemed a lifetime Now it's hard Leaving all this behind me now Like a schoolboy so lost Never found until now And all this could be Just a dream so it seems I was never much good at goodbye Yet it's hard Living life on this memory-go-round Always up, always down Turning 'round and 'round and 'round And all this could be Just a dream so it seems I was never much good at goodbye And all this could be Just a dream so it seems I was never much good at goodbye Goodbye
Goodbye.
- - Ranger of the Night.

2 comments:

Cheeks DaBelly said...

Uh ... what goes on here?

Cerpts said...

I committed suicide yesterday and was just saying goodbye. You have now logged into my personal Melancholy Maudlin Matrix. It is fully automated and programmed to be as difficult and surly as the former meatbag who used to blog here. Please feel free to browse and leave comments about what a waste and how could he and how much you'll miss him etc. etc. etc. You will be billed 99 cents for each additional comment so cry with care.