Friday, June 26, 2009

I don't want to earn my living, I want to live

- Wilde said.

I can only sing :

I stand accused just like you
For being born without a silver spoon
Stood at the top of a hill
Over my town I was found

I've been on the shelf too long
Sitting at home in my bed too long
Got my things and now I'm gone
How's the world gonna take me?

Finding myself used to be hard
But now I see the light
If love is a drug
Then I don't need it

I've been on the shelf too long
Sitting at home in my bed too long
Now it's time to hear my song
How are you gonna take it?

I've been on the shelf too long
Think the words without the song
Never had a way to go
Tell me now I'm taking it
I've been on the shelf too long
I've been on the shelf too long
I've been on the shelf too long

We've got a lot of living to do
There's a door in my mind that's open wide
Come inside come inside

Jesus never saved me
He'll never save you too, and you know!
I've got a little sticker on the back of my boot
This is music





How true.

4 comments:

britple said...

how r you? did you relocate to mongkok?!

kittyshambles said...

good morning brit, no, i'm still sitting inside a white cube in central, but i can access to some webs now (cos' that crazy woman wanted me to do some research so i could finally apply for internet)

galaxy said...

welcome back to the cyber !

kittyshambles said...

just limited cyber space, but still better than none