Sunday, 27 July 2008

It Ain't Over...

Hey! It ain't over!

Gee, I hope that I'm crazy...
I feel you driving and you're only the wheel
Slow down, let someone love you
I've never touched you since I started to feel
If there's nothing to hide me
Then you've never seen me
Hanging naked and wired

Somebody lied
I say it's hip
To be alive

Now your smile is
Spreading thin...
Seems you're trying
Not to lose...
Saints are not supposed to grin
All you've got to do is win.

That's all ya gotta do...
It ain't over

Me, I'm fresh on your pages
Secret thinker sometimes listening aloud
Life lies dumb on its heroes
Wear your wound with honor,
Make someone proud

Someone like you
Should not be allowed
To start any fires

Now your smile is
Spreading thin...
Seems you're trying
Not to lose...
Saints are not supposed to grin
All you've got to do is
win.

That's all ya gotta do...
It ain't over
Seek and believe in you
It ain't over, no
DAVID BOWIE

7 comments:

I, like the view said...

:-)

I, like the view said...

(the word ver on that was almost taxi-dermy)

Gordie said...

yrstuft ;-)

I, like the view said...

quantum-physics

(and I know I'm stuffed, I've known that for a long time)

fathorse said...

I didn't start any fires. I went to sleep :)

(reminds me of that wallace and grommit line - "sounds to me like a clear case of arson - somebody arsin' around!" ho ho ho!)

Gordie said...

I didn't worry, little one; I knew you were safe as soon as you told me how drunk you were. I just wanted to hear an old favourite song again.

As it was, I took myself over to The Hog Pit (Johnny Knoxville's favourite bar) and they played Young Americans within minutes of my arrival. There were men watching baseball, and women shooting at cows. I felt completely at home.

There's some arsin' around on Tuesday's post.

Gordie said...

Sorry, I meant Monday's post. Maybe Wednesday's too, if I'm in the mood.