25 fevereiro 2010

Help the aged

One time they were just like you, drinking, smoking…
And if you look very hard behind the lines upon their face you may see where you are headed and it's such a lonely place…Teach you stuff although he's looking rough.
In the meantime we try to forget that nothing lasts forever. No big deal so give us all a feel. Funny how it all falls away.
When did you first realise? You can dye your hair but it's the one thing you can't change: can't run away from yourself...

(a partir de "Help The Aged", Pulp)

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