Listening to: nickelback - photograph
Feeling: sane
i will miss this place, however i still have to do it because this bcoz england is goin down the pan and there is nothin here for me...
this song reminds me of coming back from ireland, but at the same time makes me think of when i move...
its hard to say it, time to say it...goodbye...
but when i look at photo's we took on holiday in ireland its like
"look at this photograph, everytime i do it makes me laugh"
and its like if i ever came back to england to visit, say when im 30-40 maybe with my own children it'd be like
"And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do.."
and
"And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out"
but when i go it'll be...
"Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye"
man all these thoughts and memories running through my head, while listening to this song almost make me cry i have tears in my eyes... =/
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if It's too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life's better now that it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
Oh oh oh
Oh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops seen us hanging out
They said somebody went and burned it down
Goodbye
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday weÃd find out how if feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when
Oh oh oh
Oh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
So hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I ha¢ the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me
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