Thursday, August 03, 2006

...get it right, right from the start

17.12 On Time
I'm a rubbish friend.

I leave it far too long before getting in touch.

I will never, ever ring for a chat.
I'll agree that we really ought to meet up, but then leave it to you to arrange where and when.
I won't know what to say when bad things happen to you, but if I need to off load I'll bombard you with attention seeking email.

I mean well, but know that isn't enough.


I'm hoping there's comfort and truth in what someone sort of said recently: if we were all perfect from the start, it would be boring. Wouldn't it?

Marble Arch - Roddy Frame

I see a sky of stars and realise that I'm divided
I hear a sad guitar and I decide I'm undecided
How can I be true to me and true to you?

I'd pick the past apart and change it
Unplay every part
Change the cast and rearrange it
Get it right, right from the start

The march passed marble arch and the parade rolled time away
I saw an open door into before and I escaped
Kickin’ round the alleys and the lanes
Flickin’ through the memories that remain
Seems like such a shame to wish for more the same

I'd pick the past apart and change it
Unplay every part
Change the cast and rearrange it
Get it right, right from the start

Kickin’ round the alleys and the lanes
Flicking through the memories that remain
Got a glimpse of the me that became the one that you see now
Trying on a voice like a man’s for the boys in the band
Took a trip and I slipped and I tore up the street to the house where you lived
And somehow opened the door and walked onto a beach

God made all the stars and sea for you and me
I'd pick the past apart and change it
Unplay every part
Change the cast and rearrange it
Get it right, right from the start



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