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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Freedom Day

Bekks (photo by Mallix)

To a lost friend. You will be missed, you barefoot troublemaker. It was an honour knowing you. 
This one's for you...

Tom Wait's - Come on up to the House


Well the moon is broken

And the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only things that you can see
Is all that you lack
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home
I'm just a passin thru
Come on up to the house

There's no light in the tunnel
No irons in the fire
Come on up to the house
And your singin lead soprano
In a junkman's choir
You gotta come on up to the house

Does life seem nasty, brutish and short
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy
And you can't find no port
Come on up to the house
There's nothin in the world

(Chorus)
there's nothin in the world
that you can do
you gotta come on up to the house
and you been whipped by the forces
that are inside you
come on up to the house
well you're high on top
of your mountain of woe
come on up to the house
well you know you should surrender
but you can't let go
you gotta come on up to the house
(Chorus)


Rest in Peace brother.

1 comment:

Rodney said...

2 days before I made my aliyah to Israel, why didnt you talk to me, brother?...I asked you last year to meet me in Jerusalem. Your stark stoicism would been sweetened and rectified here. See you in the world to come my old friend.

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