Saturday, 26 December 2009

I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you.



I said this to my best friends/Sisters years ago before I'd even heard this song, we've been through so much crap, it's like a stab in the heart when one of them is hurt. We share a tattoo and we've lived in each others pockets, there's never an akward silence, and to listen in on our conversation is like listening to another language. When we were young if our Mam wanted us she would shout "Farasmataz" (a mixture of all our names) because she knew we were always together and if she called one, we would all come running anyway.

All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why?
Because you asked me to
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you!
So, what difference does it make?
it makes none.



We will always have each others back even if we fall out I'll always be fond of them and to this day would 'take a bullet' without a moments pause.

x

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