Monday 19 October 2009

New version of you

Anyone who's read me recently has probably noticed this is the second series opening theme I've posted. Been having this strange, yet pleasing need to reminisce about the times when I had nothing to worry about.



Sunday 11 October 2009

How soon is now?

(The Smiths - performed by Love Spit Love)

I am the son and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth how can you say
I go about the things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

I am the son and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth how can you say
I go about the things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

There's a club if you'd like to go
You could meet someone who really loves you
So you go and stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home
And you cry
And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"
When exactly do you mean?
See, I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone