meaning has meaning now
much ado about nothing was well done. I'm probably going to go see it again.
potential new lyrics i wrote at the beach:
7 years ago today
It's hard to know that nothing's changed
Except now, it's nice to know I have you're number
Stranger than a strangers brother
The book she wrote; in the end he loved her
Except now I know one seagull bites another
Trade me your stories, I'll tell you mine
That year -minus December- would be fine
Believe me these hands will tear you
I never want to see him cry again.
Believe me these hands shed a splinter from his eye
I never want to see him cry again.
it's not finished... but, it's a start (true story about the splinter... more like a wood chip)
potential new lyrics i wrote at the beach:
7 years ago today
It's hard to know that nothing's changed
Except now, it's nice to know I have you're number
Stranger than a strangers brother
The book she wrote; in the end he loved her
Except now I know one seagull bites another
Trade me your stories, I'll tell you mine
That year -minus December- would be fine
Believe me these hands will tear you
I never want to see him cry again.
Believe me these hands shed a splinter from his eye
I never want to see him cry again.
it's not finished... but, it's a start (true story about the splinter... more like a wood chip)