If you're scared to die
You better not be scared to live
I've been spending all my days
Giving all i can give
Last night i heard someone walk in
Through my bedroom door
What they wanted i'm not exactly sure
A friendly ghost is all i need
Marking time on a broken watch
Counting days 'til the old pawn shop
Sells me back my saxophone
Then everyone's gonna leave me alone
Two times i thought i heard someone
Knocking on the glass
I hid my head and prayed that it would pass
A friendly ghost is all i need
If you're scared to die
You better not be scared to live
I've been carrying 'round a grudge
Think i better forgive
Last night i heard footsteps walking
On the attic floor
I got up and i opened up the door
A friendly ghost is all i need
I've applied to more positions I actually want, which is nice. Not stopping anytime soon, this whole week is jobtime. Should have something by the end of next week at the latest. Which would be very nice.
Today is good, see some old friends, and drive the beast:
This isn't the exact car, but it does have the same color and rims. A 2005 Honda Accord EX V-6 6MT. In other words, *drool*. My dad's car, a 6-speed, and 240hp of goodness. Ah yes, goodness. I've needed a bit of that.
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