Those were the dayzzz ny friend...
Sometimes you are inadvertantly pulled into the past...a past which is hazy in parts and throbbing with clarity in others.A song.. a picture some words...something triggers it off and u find yourself drawn into the past..reliving it.. laughing over the silly things you said and did ..smiling about all the things that seemed SO important then.. you were willing to lay down your life for them.
This is life...it changes our perceptives.. and yet the real us remains the same.. deep inside we are born good loving funny caring cool.. or downright mean selfish cunning rude and bossy.Fortunately for me my friends have seen the best of me appreciated and loved and nurtured the good in me.. and helped me playdown, tide over my weaknesses...and am gratefulto all of them for bearing my short spells of grouchy moods..my cry baby moods.. where would i be if i didnt have your shoulder to weep all those copious tears on, O friends sweet friends of mine.
And wouldnt life be so boring if i wasnt around to play those pranks.. make all those ludicrous remarks.. make up all those wild stories..the sing songs the pet names...the laughing and giggling like a mad hatter..Not to forget all the messes i dragged you into...all the black books you found your names on coz of your misadventures with the crazy Suchi.Those were the days my friend we thought they'd never end we'd sing dance forever and a day....
This is life...it changes our perceptives.. and yet the real us remains the same.. deep inside we are born good loving funny caring cool.. or downright mean selfish cunning rude and bossy.Fortunately for me my friends have seen the best of me appreciated and loved and nurtured the good in me.. and helped me playdown, tide over my weaknesses...and am gratefulto all of them for bearing my short spells of grouchy moods..my cry baby moods.. where would i be if i didnt have your shoulder to weep all those copious tears on, O friends sweet friends of mine.
And wouldnt life be so boring if i wasnt around to play those pranks.. make all those ludicrous remarks.. make up all those wild stories..the sing songs the pet names...the laughing and giggling like a mad hatter..Not to forget all the messes i dragged you into...all the black books you found your names on coz of your misadventures with the crazy Suchi.Those were the days my friend we thought they'd never end we'd sing dance forever and a day....