Members Mogwix Posted December 2, 2011 Members Share Posted December 2, 2011 One of my best friends died of illness when this song came out... I remember being 13, laying in my bed just bawling my eyes out with this song playing. Hello my friend, we meet again. It's been so long, where do we begin? This one reminds me of my uncle that died of a heart attack when I was 6 or so. That hit hard, I have a big family and he was the only one to ever pay attention to me. I broke his mountain bike on accident one day, I was riding it down a big hill at my grandmother's house. I promised him I'd buy him a new bike, but never got the chance. [video=youtube;H7ZPMScX9-k] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Dead Star Posted December 2, 2011 Members Share Posted December 2, 2011 'And I've had recurring nightmares, that I was loved for who I am, and missed the opportunity, to be a better man...' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members heatheroo Posted December 2, 2011 Members Share Posted December 2, 2011 On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk wishin' Lord that I was stoned 'cause there's somethin' in Sunday that makes a body feel alone and there's nothing short of dyin' half as lonesome as the sound of a sleepin' city sidewalk Sunday mornin' comin' down Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members heatheroo Posted December 2, 2011 Members Share Posted December 2, 2011 I don't want to hear a love song I got on this airplane just to fly And I know there's life below But all that it can show me Is the prairie and the sky And I don't want to hear a sad story Full of heartbreak and desire The last time I felt like this It was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fire And I stood on the mountain in the night and I watched it burn I watched it burn, I watched it burn. I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham I would hold my life in his saving grace. I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham If I thought I could see, I could see your face. Well you really got me this time And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive. I have come to listen for the sound Of the trucks as they move down Out on ninety five And pretend that it's the ocean coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean Baby do you know what I mean I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham I would hold my life in his saving grace. I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham If I thought I could see, I could see your face. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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