Tuesday, January 04, 2005
the 2nd day of sch passes quickly, time and tide waits for no man.
anyhow, did really new things today in gp and lit, esp in lit.. instead of appreciating poetry we get to appreciate prose.. quite boring nontheless, isnt sch always ? well sticks and stones may break my bones. haha.. anyhow, just drifting lifelessly on life now, which is terrible btw.
The Man Who Sold The World
We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed I gazed I stared
We walked a million hills
We must have died alone,
A long long time ago
Who knows?
Not meI never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
