Where is life going this year?
this has indeed been an interesting month. My old buddy from school, Anthony, Killed himself. Last time I saw him was a few years back at his mother's funeral. His step dad killed himself some time later. He was the president of the North collorado chapter of the Sons of Silence.
Me and my friend Sarah had to move our birthday party because my friend's mom's X BF killed himself at the propperty where we were gonna have it.
I'm about to turn 27. My friend Sarah has a poster of alot of dead people, that brought to my attention something. Jannis Japlin, Kurt Cobain, Jim Morrison, Jimmy Hendrix, and one of the Doobie brothers; What did they all have in common, besides being the great ones? They all died at the age of 27. Am I a great one? Does this mean i have to die? I definately wont kill myself, but what about accidents? Their's alot of buses, and I am part blind. If this is the end, I'll miss you all, but for what it's worth, I'll try to quit being so great. I've only written a few songs.
This is the end
beautiful friend;
This is the end
of everything that stands, the end
of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
I'll never look into you eyes, again
Can you picture, what wil be
so livedless and free
desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In this desperate land
Me and my friend Sarah had to move our birthday party because my friend's mom's X BF killed himself at the propperty where we were gonna have it.
I'm about to turn 27. My friend Sarah has a poster of alot of dead people, that brought to my attention something. Jannis Japlin, Kurt Cobain, Jim Morrison, Jimmy Hendrix, and one of the Doobie brothers; What did they all have in common, besides being the great ones? They all died at the age of 27. Am I a great one? Does this mean i have to die? I definately wont kill myself, but what about accidents? Their's alot of buses, and I am part blind. If this is the end, I'll miss you all, but for what it's worth, I'll try to quit being so great. I've only written a few songs.
This is the end
beautiful friend;
This is the end
of everything that stands, the end
of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
I'll never look into you eyes, again
Can you picture, what wil be
so livedless and free
desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In this desperate land