A brief respite of sunshine today between storms; the gardens at Dolores Delargo Towers are full of flowers and looking lovely, and - work or no work - that makes me feel happy.
Funny enough, despite its rather contradictory emotional lyrics, I find this song always reminds me of happy days in summer sunshine. So I'm going to play it!
Let us enter the time machine again, and head back to 1998 - it's Tin Tin Out featuring Shelly Nelson, with Here's Where The Story Ends:
People I know, places I go
Make me feel tongue tied
I can see how, people look down
They're on the inside
Here's where the story ends
People I see, weary of me
Showing my good side
I can see how, people look down
I'm on the outside
Here's, where the story ends
Ooh here's, where the story ends
It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Which makes my eyes feel sore
Oh I never should have said, the books that you read
Were all I loved you for
It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Which makes me wonder why
And it's the memories of the shed, that make me turn red
Surprise, surprise, surprise
Crazy I know, places I go
Make me feel so tired
I can see how people look down
I'm on the outside
Here's, where the story ends
Ooh here's, where the story ends
It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Which makes my eyes feel sore
And who ever would've thought, the books that you brought
Were all I loved you for
Oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed
I know where I belong
But the only thing I ever really wanted to say
Was wrong, was wrong, was wrong
It's that little souvenir, of a colorful year
Which makes me smile inside
So I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way
Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
Here's, where the story ends
Ooh here's, where the story ends
I wonder whatever happened to Tin Tin Out? Or indeed Shelley Nelson?
[And no, 1998 was not such a terrible year. It's when I met Madam Arcati... xxx]
