Wednesday, 23 September 2009

The day i died.

Drag myself from my bed
Around 20 past 6
Get my kids up make breakfast1 egg 2 toast 3 weetabix
and as i sit down i look up and your standing in the doorway sun at your back
in my old brown dressing gown
Well no one can love you more than i love you now, but i
Gotta go running for the bus
Coat flying and i try not to miss it this time but the drivers waiting and that’s strangekids on the top deck quiet for a changeand there’s no rain and no roadworksin the bus lane and all my hurts run awayand im smiling as i’m punching in

the day i died was the best day of my life
the day i died was the best day of my life
tell my friends and my kids and my wife everything will be alright
the day i died was the best day of my life

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