Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Of Celts & Suldogs

This ones for Jim over here. Tireless and faithful in enthusiasm for his home teams. He deserves to shout from the top o the Pru today.




Enjoy the success my friend.




Cheers!

Maybe now we can get away from three page basketball posts?
I'm just sayin'

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The Playlist Song 36

My Immortal



I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus]

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

[Chorus]

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

The Playlist Song 35

Into The West



Into The West

Lay down,
your sweet and weary head.
Night is falling.
You have come to journey’s end.

Sleep now, and dream
of the ones who came before.
They are calling,
from across a distant shore.

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see.
All of your fears will pass away.
Safe in my arms,
you’re only sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
All souls pass.

Hope fades,
Into the world of night.
Through shadows falling,
Out of memory and time.

Don’t say,
We have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and I will meet again.
And you’ll be here in my arms,
Just sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
Grey ships pass
Into the West.

Tears from Heaven

The gloomy sky and falling rain match my mood and tears.
My son will graduate highschool tomorrow.
Yes, it's a joyous occasion - but someone is missing.
The raindrops are my Fathers tears to match my own.

Son suggested getting pizza & chicken wings afterwards.
After all, it's Thursday and son used to stay at Nana & Grampa's every Thursday and they'd get pizza & wings.

How fitting and perfect.
He should be here to see this.