Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if It's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life's better now that it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
Oh oh oh
Oh God I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hanging out
They said somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how if feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since God knows when
Oh oh oh
Oh God I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
So hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me
~~~~~~ROSA, I MISS YOU~~~~~~~
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if It's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life's better now that it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
Oh oh oh
Oh God I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hanging out
They said somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how if feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since God knows when
Oh oh oh
Oh God I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
So hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom door
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me
~~~~~~ROSA, I MISS YOU~~~~~~~
They seem much brighter tonight.
That they do...
It's...cold.
You're dying, that's why...
I can't turn back, can I?
No...you can't...
Why did I do it?
That...you have to ask yourself...
But my heart won't listen anymore.
What do you mean?
I keep hearing lies from my heart.
They are not lies. You just won't accpet the truth.
So...it's all my fault then...?
Is that what your heart says?
I don't know anymore.
Tonight...when you close your eyes...say the name of the person that watches over you...they will enter your room and will stay there.
What will they do for me?
Whatever you need them to.
Then I want him to keep me warm and safe; make sure I don't fade away.
That...my friend...is what he'll do.
Dying is never easy, is it?
No.
Thank you for listening.
Thank you for telling me.
Who are you?
Your heart.
Alright. Besides my grad in two months, there is another event. It is nameless thus far, but it's very important for EVERYONE. I'm in the process of working on it, but those that have me on facebook (Aleasha Erick Folster) can read it on my wall.
The motto is this: We've been denied to everything, but today we do what we were told we cannot.
Does this clarify anything?
Well; my event is for those that couldn't play basketball because 'they were too short'. They couldn't dance with people of their own sex because 'you can't be seen because you're gay'. And every other discrimination towards mankind.
If you like this, and want to be part of my committee, message me.
If you don't, simply show your support.
:) Thank you for reading.
The motto is this: We've been denied to everything, but today we do what we were told we cannot.
Does this clarify anything?
Well; my event is for those that couldn't play basketball because 'they were too short'. They couldn't dance with people of their own sex because 'you can't be seen because you're gay'. And every other discrimination towards mankind.
If you like this, and want to be part of my committee, message me.
If you don't, simply show your support.
:) Thank you for reading.