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Jacob 07:02 am UTC 04/28/07 |
| In reply to: | Hello? - rockfenris2005 02:09 am UTC 04/28/07 |
| Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing Especially when I have to watch other people kissin' And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood I dont why I trusted you but I knew that I could We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt Dreams, Dreams Of when we had just started things Dreams of you and me It seems, It seems That I can't shake those memories I wonder if you have the same dreams too. The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but its so true I know its not right, but it seems unfair That the things are reminding me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if for only one weekend So come on, Tell me Is this the end? Drinkin' tea in bed Watching DVD's When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers As if we ever needed anything to entertain us the first time that you introduced me to your friends and you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand when I was feeling down, you made that face you do no one in the world that could replace you Dreams, Dreams Of when we had just started things Dreams of me and you It seems, It seems That I can't shake those memories I wonder if you feel the same way too The littlest things that take me there I know it sounds lame but its so true I know its not right, but it seems unfair That the things remind me of you Sometimes I wish we could just pretend Even if for only one weekend So come on, Tell me Is this the end? > > Is there anybody in there? > Just nod if you can hear me > Is there anyone at home? > Come on, now > I hear you're feeling down > I can ease your pain > Get you on your feet again > Relax > I'll need some information first > Just the basic facts > Can you show me where it hurts? > > There is no pain, you are receding > A distant ship smoke on the horizon > You are only coming through in waves > Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying > When I was a child I had a fever > My hands felt just like two balloons > Now I've got that feeling once again > I can't explain, you would not understand > This is not how I am > I have become comfortably numb > > O.K. > Just a little pinprick > There'll be no more aaaaah > But you may feel a little sick > Can you stand up? > I do believe it's working, good > That'll keep you going through the show > Come on, it's time to go > > There is no pain, you are receding > A distant ship smoke on the horizon > You are only coming through in waves > Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying > When I was a child > I caught a fleeting glimpse > Out of the corner of my eye > I turned to look but it was gone > I cannot put my finger on it now > The child is grown > The dream is gone > And I have become > Comfortably numb > > Music: Gilmour/Waters > > | |
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