More Lyrics That Move Me

I seem to be on a theme here. Maybe because I’m listening to my music more than I’ve previously been able to. I can plug my phone into the Commuters stereo, plus I’m using my headphones more. So my music is always in my head lately.
Oh, just a heads up. My day was busy, but the darkness was creeping up. You know, the soul ripper. I was OK for most of the day. I even wrote a nice post about my water spot (which you’ll see soon). But then the little bastard decided to fuck with my head again. As I said, like a friggin’ yo-yo.

This song might surprise some of you. I had never really listened to these lyrics before I heard the Seabellies do a version on TripleJ’s ‘Like A Version’ spot in October 2010. This just floors me everytime. I urge you to go to TripleJ and do a search for Seabellies Like A Version.
I’ll be worth it. The segment was recorded in October 2010. You’ll have download the full 20 minute podcast though.

‘Went down to Santa Fe where Renoir paints the walls.
Described you clearly, but the sky began to fall.
Tramcars and taxis, like a waxwork on the move, carry young girls past me, but none of them are you.
I’ve got to stop these tears that are falling from my eyes, I go walk out in the rain, so no-one see me cry.
Can’t stop the memories that go climbing through my brain.
I get no answers, so the question still remains,
Am I ever gonna see your face again?
Without you near me, I’ve got no place to go. I wait on a corner, maybe you might show.
Am I ever gonna see your face again?’

This is a Greenday song.
Time of Your Life
‘Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test and don’t ask why.
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs and still frames in your mind, hang them on a shelf in good health and good time. Tattoos and memories and debts stood on trial. For what it’s worth it was worth all the while.
It’s something upredictable, but in the end it’s right. I hope you had the time of your life.’

I love you my sweet, beautiful Tina. I hope you did have the time of your life. All I wanted was for you to be happy. I loved when you smiled at me. It was so real. I loved when you kissed me. Or when you just slipped up beside me in a crowd and touched me. My skin would tingle, like parts of us were mixing together, just under our skin. The gentlest of touches would triger that feeling. I just couldn’t get enough of you my baby.
I pictured us in our eighties, sitting by a creek or beach in the shade of a palm tree, eating tropical fruits from our garden, surrounded by our family. We were supposed to get really old together baby. We were gunna be a pair of old, cool hippy grand parents, teaching those kids respect for our planet, helping to fix the fuckups of past generations.
But without your strength, I’m just a little lost. I miss you. I miss holding you. I miss your company. I miss just being happy.

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