Sometimes find happiness
Sometimes I don’t
Sometimes find happiness
Sometimes I don’t
Stick it in my crying eyes
Your death is of a thousand men
What you doing up in space?
You’re living in the afterlife
Your soul is blessed
I take my bow
Don’t take me down
I’m hurt enough
Stick it in a thousand lies
Dress it up the hell you like
Nothing’s gunna bring you back
I cry at the thought of you
Sometimes find happiness
Sometimes I don’t
Thinking pornography
That’s really gross!
But what I thought was
I looked up to you
Sitting around for 14 hours
Playing nothing but
What we really loved was
That we had each other
In our own little supernova
34 days on pills
My heart bled over you
Maybe you heard my soul
My soul is calling out to you
Your life was great
I bow to you
Don’t take me now
I’ll live alone
Cake Shops make a lot of dough
You said you would take me there
Nothing’s gunna bring you back
I cry at the thort of you
Sometimes find happiness
Sometimes I don’t
Thinking pornography
I’ll never guess!
But what I thought was
I looked up to you
Sitting around for 14 hours
Playing nothing but
What we really loved was
That we had each other
In our own little supernova
In our own little supernova
In our own little supernova
(Thank you)
(written by MShephard)
(In memory of Ian Wood 1964-2002)
