Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Vir al die mense wat voel asof hul harte uit hul borskas geruk is.

Hierdie song word op gedra aan my friend Ruan:

Song van Bon Jovi
My guitar lies bleeding in my arms

Misery likes company, I like the way that sounds
I've been trying to find the meaning, so I can write it down

Staring out the window, it's such a long way down
I'd like to jump, but I'm afraid to hit the ground

I can't write a love song the way I feel today
I can't sing no song of hope, I got nothing to say

Life is feeling kind of strange, since you went away
I sing this song to you wherever you are
As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms

I'm tired of watching TV, it makes me want to scream
Outside the world is burning, man it's so hard to belive
Each day you know you're dying from the cradle to the grave
I get so numb sometimes, that I can't feel the pain

I can't write a love song the way I feel today
I can't sing no song of hope I've got nothing to say
Life is feeling kind of strange, it's strange enough these days
I send this song to you, whoever you are
As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms

Staring at the paper, I don't know what to write
I'll light my last cigarette-well, turn out the lights
Maybe tomorrow I'll fell a different way
But here im my delusion , I don't know what to say

I can't write a love song the way I feel today
I can't sing no song of hope
I've got nothing to save And I can't fight the feelings buried in my brains
I send this song to you, whoever you are
As my guitar lies bleeding

1 comment:

Clover said...

Jis Mari. Dis b-e-a-u-tiful. Dankie vriendin. Weet jy wat? Lief vir jou. Ek moet dit net vir iemand se en ek's bly dat ek dit vir jou kan se.

Weet nie of jy al weg is nie..., maar as jy is, hoop dit was bakgat. As jy nie is nie, mag dit bakgat wees. Dit word gedoen in die naam van die Here. En wat's meer genotvol as om fun te he in Sy naam?