that faithful day'searching through the record collection, i pulled it out... the beatles, it read. i'd recently gained a fascination for vinyl records and had been going through my parents record collection day in and day out listening to the music that they had growing up. my mom's consisted mainly of bay city rollers, and country... shit i didn't care for, but there were some classics thrown in there such as the beatles, which is the record i chose. my dad's collection, well it was more or less stuff like april wine and the more guy music of the time.that faithful day'
i heard the door shut from upstairs, the beatles record still playing along in the background.
Life through LiliesA man once asked me, 'What is the point in life?' to which I had no answer. 'The question haunts me,' the man fearfully continued.Life through Lilies
'Why do you wish to know?' I questioned the troubled young man. 'It haunts me for I am afraid of death… I… I want to understand my purpose so I can at least die knowing I have fulfilled it.'
This caught me by surprise; the fear of death? This question now echoed in the corridors of my own mind. How could one try to understand something such as life? I noticed the man pick up a small flower and pluck it from the ground.
'Take this flower, for instance,' stated
find me'find me;find me'
when you look in my eyes, what do you see? can you see the pain, that's forever haunting me?
this battle that i fight, i'll always fight alone; it's how i've got this far, it's the only way i've known.
through all this pain and sorrow, is there anyway to find, the mind behind the man, the man behind the mind?
death is my escape, yet my biggest fear, i know i can't escape it, so why is it not yet here?
nice guys finish last'nice guys finish last'nice guys finish last'
in a world full of competition, there is one thing i hate, why can't i solve, this life-long debate?
i do the right thing, i mean what i say, and for some odd reason, you still walk away.
i know it's not much, but it's the best i can do, to stop me from losing, my chances with you.
they say that nice guys, will finish last, i just wish this theory, didn't happen so fast.
i can't prove it wrong, but i can prove it right, with you in my head, i rest for the night.
a day in the life;
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