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Karma

  • Mood: Pity
  • Listening to: iPod
  • Reading: PostSecrets
  • Eating: Doritos and salsa
  • Drinking: Javalicious Java
"The Memory Will Never Die"
by Default
I whisper in your ear
The words you want to hear
You feel the wind and it reminds you
It happens everytime
You stop and close your eyes
You can't deny what lives inside you
Well I know it's hard to see
What is meant to be
When yesterday is so far behind you

Deep inside your soul knows I'm always there

You made me believe the day you surrender to me
The memory will never die
The love that you gave
I'll never throw it away
The memory will never die

The tides take a turn
Another lesson learned
I'm right here but still you wonder
Would you say that you need more
And it's not what it was before
It was before your on your own and going under

Deep inside your soul knows I'm always there

You made me believe the day you surrender to me
The memory will never die
The love that you gave
I'll never throw it away
The memory will never die

Whenever you wake up
Whenever you gave up
All that you had for nothing at all
The bed that you lay in
Remember you made it
And nobody's there to catch you when you fall

You made me believe the day you surrender to me
The memory will never die
The love that you gave
I'll never throw it away
The memory will never die

You made me believe the day you surrender to me
The memory will never die
The love that you gave
I'll never throw it away
The memory will never die

So... I learned some information from my ex-wife that I can't speak about but it vastly effects my future plans. Even hours later, I don't know if it's for better or for worse.

What goes around, comes around.

Until next time, keep diggin'

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