26. Robert Francis - Junebug

Witajcie po wakacjach :)

Niestety ten najzajebistrzy czas w ktorym sie lenimy 24/dobe, spimy do 12 (nie wiem jak wy, ale ja kocham spac do poludnia :D) i robimy co chcemy, zwany potocznie wakacjami sie skonczyl.. Znowu trzeba isc do szkoly. No ale nic zlego co by na dobre nie wyszlo. Dla mnie tegoroczne wakacje minely niesamowicie szybko, powinni jeszcze dodac jakies (przynajmniej!) 2 dodatkowe tygodnie. Coz, poznalam 3 tygodnie temu wspanialych ludzi, doskonalych przyjaciol, na ktorych zawsze mozna liczyc. Ciesze sie ze ich poznalam i dziekuje im, ze wyciagneli mnie z tego mega dolka :)

Na zdjeciu.. Ja i moj braciszek.. Mgr Keniger, Brzydki Brat, Rudy, albo poprostu Patryk :)

Dosc o mnie! Czas na piosenke. Dzisiejsza piosenke dedykuje wlasnie mojemu braciszkowi, zeby powiodlo mu sie z Kornikiem :o

Robert Francis - Junebug.

Junebug, I remember everything
The blue carpeted floors, 
the tall wooden doors,
I held you in my arms

Junebug, I'd burn down a picture of a house
say it was ours, when we didn't need it anymore
And that was when I loved you best
We were kids then we shouldn't think about the rest

You'd put the moon in a basket on your bike front by the coast
The way your face lit up in pale grief
you were a ghost
You liked to play with darkness all the universe could give
I was the home you once tried to escape, the dark in which you lived
And soon they'd find you laying there on several different homes
They'd find you laying on their porches, did you need to use the phone?
And lure you into their rooms,
that was the last I heard of June
That was love I could not allow.
You were beautiful then, 
you're just a coke jaw now

I remember everything
I remember everything
I remember everything
You were beautiful then
I'm still in too deep

"SHE'S NOT LIKE THE OTHER GIRLS."