Monday, June 11, 2007

Fairground

Rainy morning. I was on my way to the office, listening to Simply Red on my iPod, and these lyrics caught me off guard:
Love can bend and breathe alone
Until the end it finds you a home
Don't care what the people may say

It's always friends that feel so good
Let's make amends like all good men should
Pleasure at the fairground on the way

And I love the thought of coming home to you
Even if I know we can't make it
I love the thought of giving hope to you
Just a little ray of light shining through

Simply beautiful. Enough to bring tear in your eyes.

I'm turning into people I hate.