Monday, February 22, 2010

I figure most times your life passes you by while you’re making grand plans for it... inevitably; my planning is usually met with what I swear I can actually hear sometimes as God’s audible belly laughter...

So much for announcing your plans.


On a black and white TV back in grammar school
I was watching Neal Armstrong walking on the moon
That same day I pretended I was an astronaut
On the playground monkey bars I flew above the stars

I was in a Dallas disco the night John Lennon died
The DJ played Imagine and everybody cried
I remember a thousand lighters held up in our hands
All we were saying was let’s give peace a chance

Where was I when you stopped lovin’ me?
When did I become history?
There’s not many things that escape my memory
Tell me where was I when you stopped loving me

Every 20,000 years that comet lights up the night
On a blanket we watched it sail across the sky
A moment like that comes just once in life
It felt like our first time at 11:35

Where was I when you stopped lovin’ me?
When did I become history?
There’s not many things that escape my memory
Tell me where was I when you stopped loving me

I remember when I met you
The taste of our first kiss
I remember your goodbye
Could you tell me this?

Where was I when you stopped lovin’ me?
When did I become history?
There’s not many things that escape my memory
Tell me where was I when you stopped loving me ?

“Where Was I”
By Paul Thorn.

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