What do you say
To a dream that won’t go away?
Angie Hart
What do you say
To a dream that won’t go away?
Angie Hart
Nobody will ever know
All the things you do or did
All the good and all the bad
And how this world would be so different
If not for the things you’ve done
That nobody will ever know
People’s tastes should be varied and numerous
But all I ever meet are snobs and obscurists
Discussing American 19th Century humourists
A long day
And no one knows
How hard you try
And how it goes
You give yourself
To all you can
You run around
Like a chicken without it’s head
You think of all the things you did
And hope it adds up to something in the end
You wish you had someone to share it with
But no one’s gonna keep up with your pace
A big day
And another face
A minute there
Then on your way
Like photos that
Steal your soul
You hand them out
To people you have made a promise to
Clark, you know what you gotta do
Let yourself go be broken in two
Only then can you build something new
And everything you learnt will come rushing back to you
And when I finally think back on this day
I only think of words you dropped in passing on your way
Like you miss me and how red is my colour
In the year friends of mine started to die
Or decided to get married and change
Instead of entering my life pre-packaged as a pair
Clark you know what you gotta do
Let yourself go be broken in two
Only then can you build something new
And everything you learnt will come rushing back to you
Thoughts On Paul Hester
Casey made a really good point at the time
That when he say the Sydney Morning Herald Website
And his face on the front page
He knew he died
Because why else would he be front page news?
by Dan Wilson
And all through the party I want to leave
All alone with one true love
All of the lights are shining on me
But all I want is one true love
Anytime you felt you drifted off course
You actually went down the only road there was
And it’s really not worth it
Worrying about parrallel universes
Last Time I Saw Richard…
Richard was my boss for a few short weeks at a job I had.
He left a few weeks after I started.
And after he left he came back a few times to say hello.
And it was good to see him, but we were working, and we’d moved on.
And we’d joke with him, and catch up and then he’d say goodbye
But he hung around for a little bit longer.
And participated in the one last story and joke.
Kinda like how you stay up and watch Rage for ‘just one more song’.
We all realised he was probably a bit lonely.
And Ben said, he’s like David Brent in the Office Christmas Special.
Just hanging around, when what made him part of our lives was gone.
And I did that once too and once is enough.
And so now it’s been ruined for everyone.
And going back to your old work and hanging around
Is now called doing a David Brent