To make mine a pain in the neck, heres to you, you old wreck. Mine is a thorn in thy side, drink up so we can both finally die. I’ll have a bright yellow boat, and nothing to row, and nothing to row. So make mine an oar out of luck, heres to you , you miserable fuck. And why did she finally leave? Cause all you think of is me, cause all you think of is me. So make mine a pain in the neck, heres to you, you old wreck.
Keaton Henson
I have just walked down the river trent embankment, the weather is perfect.. such a beautiful calm breeze. Just the right amount of sunlight in the sky with a hazy red sunset in the background. The only thing missing from this equation was someone to share that moment with, eventually it’ll happen.
Otis Redding - A Woman, a Lover, a Friend
There is a song out there for everything you ever feel/think.
