Another Weekend.. and..

See the stars come joining down from the sky
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind the summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, it's great
Still i'm sad

All my sounds my tears just fall into days
They are driving the night will find they are lost
Now i found the wind is blowing time into my heart
When the wind blows hard we are apart
Still i'm sad

Still i'm sad
Oh heart, i'm sad
Still i'm sad
Oh heart, i'm sad

i only write when I am drunk

these days.. thats is.. htat is, I woonly write when I am drunk..

so a couple of beers on an empty stomach can get your drunk.. what can you drunk even more is that you drink on an empty stomach.. a couple of beers on an empty stomach.. and then you feel like drinking vodka, even if tears your stomach apart.. and basically..... acidically you know you are drunk when you feel that voka tasting sweet without the chips or whatever you have to get the taste down.. or to puyt it mildly, when that diet coke starts taksting sweet..

thats all I gotta say.. one other guy who doesn't drink has calles and I have to go attend to him.. I gotta go pee..

T ya!