… was sick this weekend, and especially this past Monday.

Have also been playing with my new iPhone … I’m too transfixed to think about updating anything here. Maybe as I get a little more used to it, I’ll post a review.

BLINK-182 - ALWAYS

I’ve been here before a few times
And I’m quite aware we’re dying
And your hands, they shake with goodbyes
And I’ll take you back if you’d have me

So here I am, I’m trying
So here I am, are you ready?

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you, all night
Always

And I’ll miss your laugh, your smile
I’ll admit I’m wrong if you’d tell me
I’m so sick of fights, I hate them
Let’s start this again, for real

So here I am, I’m trying
So here I am, are you ready?
So here I am, I’m trying
So here I am, are you ready?

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you, all night
Always
Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you, all night
Always

I’ve been here before a few times
And I’m quite aware we’re dying

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you, all night
Always
Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you, all night
Always
Always
Always

PINK FLOYD - COMFORTABLY NUMB

Hello
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
There’ll be no more –aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe it’s working. good.
That’ll keep you going for the show.
Come on it’s time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.