Amy was a girl on the side of the road,
And I picked her up and away we go,
And I'm leaving home without you I know,
And I don't give a damn quite where we go,
Cause I'm leaving here for good you know,
And I told you that before
This time we'll try to change those things we learnt and grown to hate
About nine to five, five to nine
Simple times and the same old life and then
This time we'll re-arrange and we'll rip down all those picture fames of my life
This time we'll leave this town
Jenny was a girl at the side of the road,
I don't pick her up cause she's too damn old,
And she's staying home without you, I know,
And I don't give damn quite where she goes,
Cause I'm leaving here for good you know,
And I told you that before
This time we'll try to change those things we learnt and grown to hate
About nine to five, five to nine
Simple times and the same old life and then
This time we'll re-arrange and we'll rip down all those picture fames of my life
This time we'll leave this town
This time we'll try to change those things we learnt and grown to hate
About nine to five, five to nine
Simple times and the same old life and then
This time we'll re-arrange and we'll rip down all those picture fames of my life
This time we'll leave this town
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I like this song, the melody is so light and happy. Listen to it.
I got this song from the commercial of Big M [a brand of milk here in Victoria]. There was one comment in the page where I got this song.
"...I think this song is about moving on, looking for adventure, like a road trip or a seachange.
The picture frames are a metaphor for a point in life where you are frozen to. and get stuck, ripping down picture frames means that you are moving on with your life."
I like this song. It fits >:P
I should've heard this song weeks before I left the PH.
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New minesweeper record(Intermediate): 41 seconds :D
Hooray for restart game >:D
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Thursday, March 25, 2010
Picture Frames - Georgia Fair
Posted by CJ at 12:50 PM
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