Hadji Girl - Funny Song by a Marine

A LITTLE WHILE

TEMPO: ~80BPM (I think)


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Well she wakes up in pain
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And she tells you that she doesn't mind
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Oh its cold outside
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She wishes she was mine
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Oh I don my coat
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There's a dark cloud hiding the sunshine
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But there will always be a ray
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She will always make you feel at home
When you visit her family
I will never be alright
Absent from present company
Don't worry I have my umbrella
Keep me dry from the rain
This walk is not in vain

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Well she wakes up in pain
Anger boils her veins
Trying to share her play
The pain pushes the little girl away
Wishes there was more time
Well she's got alot fight now
She'll love you till the end of days

(Asus2 increase beat, I think 120BPM)

Ooooooh   I.........
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Oh I will be there soon
Just a little while
Oh I will be there soon
Just a little while
Oh I will be there soon
Just a little while
Oh I will be there soon
Just a little while
Oh I will be there soon
Just a little while
Oh I will be there soon
Just a little while

TO POST OR NOT TO POST

Been working on bits and pieces of a very emotional blog post. Tough to write .. dunno if I should even go through with it. I began linking pics and ... hrmph.. I dunno.. It feels good to write it out. Seems to help. Today sucked though... a last minute decision to hit up Tim Horton's coupled with driving laziness (not to turn around but go straight) brought us right up through school alley. Not thinking, Kevin and I drove right by Ally and TK.
Now this is the consequence of a series of coincidental events all lining up. I decided to let Kevin drive back. He likes driving the little beast anyways and I was growing irritated of driving all day. This choice made sure that I was in the passenger seat and not having to care about my surroundings; free to gaze around at suburban scenery. Kevin never saw Ally and Tk, 'cause he had to pay attention to the various cars and people. This choice, along with feeding the coffee addiction and the choice to go straight rather then just loop around the circle and hit up timmies on Baseline. The only bonus was that the coffee was free. :)
However, I didn't even bother drinking it (till right about now! btw, cold timmies sucks ass!!). Came home and started swallowing wine. Now considering I barely touch booze - you know I'm little skiddish if I don't bother cracking a joke or razzing somebody, don't saw hello, and b-line for something with alcohol content!
Generally, I can take emotional strikes and blows fairly well. But this.... this leans on me.... hell, I've tried going out on a couple of dates... 1. I can't shake the feeling that I'm cheating on someone 2. I can't help but keep thinking about her. Obviously not ready ... not fair to me.. not fair to others... Perhaps I shall complete this post .. considering I can whine and moan for this many words .. It'll probably help. ....... Afterall, our time here is short. The measure of our life is done so by our actions, and our accomplishments while we are here. Thus, dealing with my emotions seems to be the logical conclusion. Otherwise, I can not properly focus. With that in mind, I suppose my attempts are burying and forgetting is what is lengthening the time I need to heal... heal .. hrmph... never in my most wildest of dreams did I ever think it would end this way. Ever ... even thinking about the potentials of failure, never did I think this height of drama... ever .... argh! and this civilian job offer... to be network monkey again..... now that would be quite the circle!!!

THE MEMORIES ARE NIGH

Like a heartbeat in a horror movie. Each pump is a little louder then the last. The memories of a time of bliss, of a hopeful future .... No matter the echoes, the statements and advice of others, I still miss Alexandra. I miss her daughter, Teagan. I miss our first and only trip together. I miss closing down the amusement park at West Edmonton Mall together - what a roller coaster champ she is. I miss Ally and I's road trips. Montreal, Sudbury ... adventures of Ottawa... even a lame Halloween party was fun - she was there. I miss ... I miss alot of things. I miss kneeling in front of her. I miss putting on the ring. Every time I am in my car, all I can think of is, here's the wedding money. Whenever I put gas in it, here's the funds I was looking to put aside for Teagan's education fund - so that she would not be hard up for cash as I was going through school, should she chose to. I miss buying her shoes... watching her headbutt Kevin in the tummy. And now.. the civilian job offer, portable to Van ... seems fruitless and pointless. Why? 'Cause I might as well be full-blow military now. Too much has happened, too much invested and its promises and future fits what I feel now.

As it was then, as it is now, I still go to sleep and wake with thoughts of her .....

For those that read this blog.. prep for sappiness and "emo" rants for the next bit... for this is my sketchpad

In Pace Requiescat ....

THANK YOU

I wish I could be somebody different
'Cause then I could be there lying next to you
I wish I could make another wish
I'd reverse a decade and change how all those cards were played

Now I trip over misty emotions
A wire guarding relics of scattered illusions
I prick my brain
And let trickle all that I bleed in vain

I wish i could be a moment
Lost in something that I never really knew
I wish I could be a fish
To swim past all the strings that have been frayed.

Knocking at my door
Is a heart pumping shivers in ice cold veins
I learned this from her lore
Separate dissociate coldness at the reins

I should be relieved
I learned to fill this hollow with a coldness then conceived
The last piece that I needed
To behave as I am needed harsh relentless unrelieved

I should thank you for this gift
The last token to cross this human rift
My dissected heart now bleeds
Watering life into the creature of your seeds

BLARGHADY BLARGH BLAR

This is a far more emotional month then anticipated. It is very tough to concentrate and pluck through these papers. Most of them are easy, which is a bit disheartening. 12 months ago, I ... argh.. the past... like an emptiness now... with echoes of raindrops .. I need to change the scenery, I just can't do homework in this room. This feeling of "something is missing" will go away with time, I know... but still... the thing with time healing.. well, for lack of a better expression .. simply takes time... my patience these days is very thin. Suppose I wish I could give time a kick in the butt. Well... blah....