Monday, September 20, 2010

Here's To You, Jimmy Stark

Do, do, do, do you wanna play?
Come on outside, It's a lovely day
We could braid, flowers in your hair
We could chase away, all of our cares

But you stop, you turn, you look and laugh at me
Come on, Andrew, does it look like i'm three
Do you honestly think that this is gonna last?
You better learn to grow up really fast

Number thirteen's always late, I guess my life will just have to wait
I sit and I listen to this sad, old guy, Telling me his stories from days gone by
Nobody listens and nobody cares, Nobody even know's he's there
His wife can't remember him, his son thinks he's dead, He doesn't even know why he gets out of bed.

Times, they change and people never stay the same
God, I wish, I wish you had stayed
Flowers like memories, they lose their colour fade
Now you're gone and my tempers getting frayed

Do, do, do, you wanna stay?
Please, come on, just for one more day?
We could braid flowers in your hair
We could chase away all of our cares!

Number thirteen's always late, I guess my life will just have to wait
I sit and I listen to this sad, old guy, Telling me his stories from days gone by
Nobody listens and nobody cares, Nobody even know's he's there
His wife can't remember him, his son thinks he's dead, He doesn't even know why he gets out of bed.

Number thirteen, passed me by
It didn't stop I don't know why
This old man, he shakes his head
He goes home gets into bed
Number thirteen, passed us by
It didn't stop I don't know why
This old man, he shakes his head
He goes home gets into bed

I hope I don't end up like him

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