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April 19, 2004
Off Sick, Thinking
...about life, work, why I seem to be falling ill so much lately...
Been relistening to Del Amitri, a band I used to listen to alot many years ago (1994-ish). Introduced by a good friend, not sure how you describe the music, but it's something, on some tracks, that works well played loud. And loud music has comforting effects, as another friend regularly awoke me with and assured me it was a good thing...
Anyway, felt like adding one here, don't know why, but, hey, I'm full of Lemsip, whiskey, and ibuprofen, so it's all a little hazy anyho's 
Tell her not to go
I ain't holding on no more
Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time
Tell her not to cry
I just got scared that's all
Tell her I'll be by her side, all she has to do is call
Tell her the chips are down
I drank too much and shouted it aloud
Tell her something in my heart
Needs her more than even clowns need the laughter of the crowd
Tell her what was wrong
I sometimes think to much
But say nothing at all
And tell her from this high terrain, I am ready now to fall
Tell her not to go
I ain't holding on no more
Tell her nothing if not this; all I want to do is kiss her
Tell her something in my mind
Freezes up from time to time.
Posted by alan at April 19, 2004 11:46 PM
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