IT DOESN'T REALLY HIT YOU TIL THE NEXT DAY

I Remember
Damien Rice

I remember it well
The first time that I saw
Your head around the door
'Cause mine stopped working

I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
I was stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving

I want you here tonight
I want you here
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you here tonight
I want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...

I remember it well
Taxied out of a storm
To watch you perform
And my ships were sailing

I remember it well
I was stood in your line
And your mouth, your mouth, your mouth...

I want you here tonight
I want you here
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you here tonight
I want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...

Except you my love. Except you my love...

Come all ye lost
Dive into moss
I hope that my sanity covers the cost
To remove the stain of my love
Paper mache?

Come all ye reborn
Blow off my horn
I'm driving real hard
This is love, this is porn
God will forgive me
But I, I whip myself with scorn, scorn

I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
I remember december
And I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
What the hell do you want?
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Til then.

BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER, TRACY!




Yep, this is one gal with a ton of things to be proud of. She's a radio deejay, an events host, a model both on the ramp and in television, she can drive, she can sing, she can play the guitar. And that's just the other stuff about her! Smart, witty, beautiful and humble, she's truly someone who has a lot of things to be proud of! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TRACY!!!!
*and please don't kill me for posting this very unflattering pic! hahaha! I love you.