That if I lived till I was 102...
"...I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here..."
You know life is a lot like walking through a mine field, you can do all you want to try and shit from going down, but there is eventually going to be a time when you wish you hadn't taken that one single step.
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here..."
You know life is a lot like walking through a mine field, you can do all you want to try and shit from going down, but there is eventually going to be a time when you wish you hadn't taken that one single step.
Alan hit play @ Monday, September 12, 2005
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