lifestyle, lyrics, poetry

Drunk in love. 

Sat here on my own thinking of you and me, netflix and biscuits, 

You were with me because I was a misfit,

But between us it’s just distance, 

Trying to get us back to where we were, trying to lift us.

My friends keep telling me; give it up, give it up, let her go, live it up,

I guess I drink too much, Have another drink and I can feel your touch…  it’s a crutch.

Call it drunk in love, call it what you wana,

But I was on the keys, you were the performer,

You were my side-kick you were my Robin, but it’s like you went and forgotten and I find it all shocking,

Hate to be truthful, but it’s mad to think you won’t hold me like you used to.
And I’ve saved all your texts with x’s,

Disagreements with your x’s,

But best wishes,

Mr,  Mrs,

Not right man, this isn’t what I wanted..

Mentally physic, flying quidditch,

Rounders, hit it, round the park after dark and our visits to the drive through,

And late night Thai food,

But that night you were in a right mood,

And smiled at the other guys cute,

Right through to the end, I’d walk on hot coals,

To make you happy that was my goal,

I thought enough loyalty was shown I didn’t expect to be Royaly thrown,

Sat here with these beers all alone,

In an empty home,

It’s mad to think you won’t hold me like you used to.

lifestyle, lyrics, music, poetry

The Days – lyrics #1

Avici / Robbie Williams -The Days

Heart ache, heart break
All over town
But something flipped like a switch when you came around
And I’m in pieces, pick me up and put me together…

These are the days we’ve been waiting for
On days like these who could ask for more?

Leave them coming ’cause we’re not done yet
These are the days we won’t regret
These are the days we won’t forget.

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Anyone else love this song?

These Are The Days – Avici

 

lyrics, poetry, rap, song writing

Why I wrote this song #1

Why I wrote : Hold My hand. 

We had lost my father in law, a great man, a funny man and very wise man at 82. My son used to sleep next to him on the sofa at the tender age of 3. They’d both fall asleep together. 

My son doesn’t remember all that much, but I have never seen anyone love a kid like my father in law did. We lost him suddenly, and we told my son that he was in the stars. He kept asking when is he coming back down? (heartbreaking). My mother in law said that my son kept him going at times.  I’m glad he did, he had a great sense of humour, a country music fan and we both shared a love for Johnny Cash. 

 Not a day goes by without you in our thoughts.  Here is my song dedicated to my father In law and my son written by me. 

Song along with lyrics here: //kidbklj.bandcamp.com/track/hold-my-hand 

Music originally by Michael Jackson & Akon. (Sony)