Sunday, November 15, 2009

For those blue meloncholic days...

Meloncholy,
Dark brooding meloncholy.

Fragmented images
And haunted memories

This song loops in my head,
A gentle tune with searing lyrics.



As Tears Go By (Rolling Stones)
It is the evening of the day,
I sit and watch the children play.
Smiling faces I can see, but not for me,
I sit and watch as tears go by.

My riches can't buy ev'rything,
I want to hear the children sing.
All I hear is the sound of rain falling on the ground,
I sit and watch as tears go by.

It is the evening of the day,
I sit and watch the children play.
Doin' things I used to do they think are new.
I sit and watch as tears go by.

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