Objects In The Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than They Are
The skies were pure and the fields were green
And the sun was brighter than it's ever been
When I grew up with my best friend Kenny
We were close as any brothers than you ever knew
It was always summer and the future called
We were ready for adventures and we wanted them all
And there was so much left to dream and so much time to make it real
But I can still recall the sting of all the tears when he was gone
They said he crashed and burned
I know I'll never learn why any boy should die so young
We were racing, we were soldiers of fortune
We got in trouble but we sure got around
There are times I think I see him peeling out of the dark
I think he's right behind me now and he's gaining ground
But it was long ago and it was far away, oh god it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And when the sun descended and the night arose
I heard my father cursing everyone he knows
He was dangerous and drunk and defeated
And corroded by failure and envy and hate
There were endless winters and the dreams would freeze
Nowhere to hide and no leaves on the trees
And my father's eyes were blank as he hit me again and again and again
I know i still believe he'd never let me leave, I had to run away alone
So many threats and fears, so many wasted years before my life became
My own
And though the nightmares should be over
Some of the terrors are still intact
I'll hear that ugly coarse and violent voice
And then he grabs me from behind and then he pulls me back
There was a beauty living on the edge of town
And she always put the top up and the hammer down
And she taught me everything I'll ever know
About the mystery and the muscle of love
The stars would glimmer and the moon would glow
I'm in the back seat with my Julie like a romeo
And the signs along the highway all said, Caution! Kids at play!
Those were the rights of spring and we did everything
There was salvation every night
We got our dreams reborn and our upholstery torn
But everything we tried was right
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
I'll probably never know where she disappeared
But I can see her rising up out of the back seat now
Just like an angel rising up from a tomb
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
I'll probably never know where she disappeared
But i can see her rising up out of the back seat now
I Wanna Go to College!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Got this from my best buddy.. thanks, awa! This one's for you...
Love story of the past Valentine: Rose
Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose. And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door. The card said, "Be my Valentine," like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say, "I love you even more this year, than last year on this day."
"My love for you will always grow, with every passing year." She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.
Love Letters, anyone?... Yummy!!
I was in my room clearing up things when I found some good old stuffs of mine.. Guess what... hahaha... my love letters... a few first love letters that I got from my secret admirers during that 'puppy love' years... and some tiny fancy gifts I got back then... all were securely kept in three shoe boxes... I managed to go through a few lines of a letter before I felt like.... yuckss!!!! hahaha... I couldn't believe that I used to write in that language.... and I actually fell for the guy who wrote it!... How embarrassing!!!
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