Song of the day;;
→ My Chemical Romance - Welcome to the Black Parade
When I was a young boy, my father
Took me into the city to see a marching band
He said, son, when you grow up, would you be
The savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?
He said, will you defeat them, your demons
And all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?
Because one day, I'll leave you a phantom
To lead you in the summer to join the black parade
When I was a young boy, my father
Took me into the city to see a marching band
He said, son, when you grow up, would you be
The savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?
Sometimes, I get the feeling she's watching over me
And other times, I feel like I should go
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets
And when you're gone, we want you all to know
We'll carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on
And in my heart, I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back, and let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end, we hear the call
To carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on, we carry through the fears (Oh, ha, ha)
Disappointed faces of your peers (Oh, ha, ha)
Take a look at me, 'cause I could not care at all
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
And give a cheer for all the broken
Listen here, because it's who we are
Just a man, I'm not a hero
Just a boy who had to sing this song
Just a man, I'm not a hero
I don't care
We'll carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on, you'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)
Do or die, you'll never make me (We'll carry on)
Because the world will never take my heart (We'll carry on)
Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll carry)
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)
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Käytiin tänään ystävän kanssa kaupungilla. Ostin lahjan mun fysioterapeutille, kun kuitenkin neljän vuoden yhteistyö nyt sitten tulee päätökseensä. Tuntuu kyllä haikealta. Ostin myös joulukoira-viltin, kun siinä on eri kuvio tänä vuonna (myös viime vuonna sellaisen ostin koska en voi vastustaa söpöjä koirajuttuja). Oli myös alunperin tarkoitus kattoa leffaa, mutta oltiin molemmat sen verran väsyneitä, että päätettiin siirtää se sunnuntaille. Huomenna on sitten ryhmä, ehkä mä nyt otan itteäni niskaperseotteella ja menen kiltisti näille kahdelle seuraavalle tapaamiselle (viimeisen jätän sitten hyvillä mielin väliin, koska oon jo siihen mennessä karannut porukoille).
