Saturday 19 June 2010

thought i'd forgotten

a text from a face you thought you'd forgotten.
a kind word from a mouth you never though would speak again.
a memory rises you'd tried hard to push down.
pulls at the heart you thought you'd locked away.


Colin Hay <3


I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you

Wednesday 9 June 2010

dont

dont complain about things if you're not willing to do anything to change them.
dont complain about how people broke your heart, lied to you, were something they werent- and then meet them for a coffee.
dont say i dont listen when its all im trying to do.
dont focus on the negetive when everyone else is pointing towards the positive.
dont tell me my views are wrong, just because they're not the same as yours.
dont lie, when the truth will come out.
dont tell me im important. then when i turn around im not.
dont give me that attitude, cause il give more than you ever could.