Picture courtesy of rock.genius.com Oh the days I remember well
When I used to party like hell
From noon till dawn I’d play
Others would fall throughout the day
The things we did were harmless enough
There was no need for anything rough
But legendary we became then
Those days gone, never again
I’ve found people change as time does pass
Preferring tea from a mug, not wine from a glass
Less time spent with friends these days
They’re far too busy for life’s play
It’s sad that now these days are gone
New friends and old play another song
So is it time for me to grow up?
Or should I drink from a different cup?
Maybe I’ll try to find that past to toast
Those glories gone, now Saturday’s ghost
Turned to dust blown in the air
Distant memories gone without a care
*First published on April 14th 2013 at 11:05 and re-edited on 22nd November 2014 at 1810
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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