maandag 16 oktober 2017

Even though they're bad




in a house with many rooms
all with a part of my life

I'm dustin' them one by one
see what I find

it's bits an' peaces
an' I don't see what I like

been makin' some wrong turns
those doors are closin' in my face

got to open them up again
an' I can't let go of those memories
they're so much a part of me

even though they're bad
they're all I ever had
seem to have lost the key

a world has turned me out
gonna build a new one
those doors will open loud

'cause I can't let go
of those memories
they're so much a part of me

even though they're bad
they're all I ever had

an' the house will be standing
as it always did

with the closed doors
with the many rooms
with all the memories

it will open up once more
'cause I can't let go of
those memories

they're so much a part of me
even though they're bad
they're all I ever had

so let me live my life
I've lived hard an' long
it'll pass and I'll walk along

(c) JR.  eightees

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