Here's a song to all my friends...
I know they'd like
I remember every drunken night at the old dive.
Driving the ol'wreck
Trying to make it home somehow
One more pitstop at our favourite watering hole
The ghost of Christmas past
swallowed all our pride
We'd open up our story books and water down our eyes, our demands, raised their glasses singing
"I promise a toast to all my friends"
Who's buying the next round
Cup half empty Cup half full
Perspectives and beers
They weren't failures
Just the regulars of my favorite year
They come and go
paying their roll
From mobile homes
Decaying old unsound minds
The ghost of Christmas future
dancing to the click of time
The beating of defeat
Shaking in his hands
a lifetime of retreat
And his regrets were ours
A time to say good-bye
I've been waiting so long for you to call
my old friend
To All my friends.....
to whom names the originator of these lyrics/song....you are now my new found friend...
to whom i've pissed off on this board,myself and my soul appologize greatly..
to my friends, you know me, without you' i would not have the motivation..
and of course to my bloods...my crew,and my posse...you once knew me as a rave/crack kid..you've seen my progress,you've played my parties,and now especially you have seen my capabilities.
technificent shall never die.
technificent always and for truth.
peace,
tEkKiD
I know they'd like
I remember every drunken night at the old dive.
Driving the ol'wreck
Trying to make it home somehow
One more pitstop at our favourite watering hole
The ghost of Christmas past
swallowed all our pride
We'd open up our story books and water down our eyes, our demands, raised their glasses singing
"I promise a toast to all my friends"
Who's buying the next round
Cup half empty Cup half full
Perspectives and beers
They weren't failures
Just the regulars of my favorite year
They come and go
paying their roll
From mobile homes
Decaying old unsound minds
The ghost of Christmas future
dancing to the click of time
The beating of defeat
Shaking in his hands
a lifetime of retreat
And his regrets were ours
A time to say good-bye
I've been waiting so long for you to call
my old friend
To All my friends.....
to whom names the originator of these lyrics/song....you are now my new found friend...
to whom i've pissed off on this board,myself and my soul appologize greatly..
to my friends, you know me, without you' i would not have the motivation..
and of course to my bloods...my crew,and my posse...you once knew me as a rave/crack kid..you've seen my progress,you've played my parties,and now especially you have seen my capabilities.
technificent shall never die.
technificent always and for truth.
peace,
tEkKiD