We'll Never Make Another Memory
The saddest song in the saddest playlist I've ever made.
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
I put it on while I was doing my makeup for work. And this song came on. I don't even truly like Ben Fold's voice but I can cry during this song. It's the most beautiful torturous love song I know. I made a cd for Roy from this playlist. He loved this song especially. We slept to it night after night and that son of a bitch held me..lol. Sounds gross, huh? lol It was. But I miss it today!
My uncle is in the hospital, I'm not sure I journaled this before. He lives in California and he's the one I visit. He is funny. He's supposedly dying but when I called his room in the ICU he answered and said "They are putting a new engine in." lol They're reconnecting his pacemaker today. This is a risk because his heart isn't in good shape. But he didn't even sound sick when I was talking to him...well, he sounded like he had a little trouble breathing... :( I just called his room but he's not there. Maybe he's in surgery now.
Work tonight. 8 to midnight. I close with a fat kid who I cannot pass... his mother is a psycho customer too...she's the one who whispers and wears sun glasses inside and gets mad when I can't hear her.
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
I put it on while I was doing my makeup for work. And this song came on. I don't even truly like Ben Fold's voice but I can cry during this song. It's the most beautiful torturous love song I know. I made a cd for Roy from this playlist. He loved this song especially. We slept to it night after night and that son of a bitch held me..lol. Sounds gross, huh? lol It was. But I miss it today!
My uncle is in the hospital, I'm not sure I journaled this before. He lives in California and he's the one I visit. He is funny. He's supposedly dying but when I called his room in the ICU he answered and said "They are putting a new engine in." lol They're reconnecting his pacemaker today. This is a risk because his heart isn't in good shape. But he didn't even sound sick when I was talking to him...well, he sounded like he had a little trouble breathing... :( I just called his room but he's not there. Maybe he's in surgery now.
Work tonight. 8 to midnight. I close with a fat kid who I cannot pass... his mother is a psycho customer too...she's the one who whispers and wears sun glasses inside and gets mad when I can't hear her.