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'Punctured bicycle, on a hillside desolate...'

Reminds me of losing myself cycling for hours in the countryside in Worcestershire growing up.

'A dreaded sunny day, so let's go where we're happy
and I'll meet you at the cemetery gates,
Keats and Yeats are on your side, but Wilde is on mine...'

Hanging around in town with mates when we were too young to go boozing. Yes, we sometimes read poetry... we were very pretentious.

'There's a club if you want to go?
You might meet somebody there who really loves you...
So you go, and you stand on your own, and you leave on your own
You go home and you cry and you want to die'

Describes many evenings in my teenage years, I think....

'If a ten-tonne truck kills the both of us,
To die by your side, the pleasure and the privilege is mine'

Falling in love for the first time.

'We cannot cling to those old dreams anymore,
No we cannot cling to those dreams
...
It wasn't like the old days anymore,
No it wasn't like those days...'

Finishing Uni, struggling to get a decent job, and finding myself sitting around in my parent's house again, feeling like I'd gone back to being teenager again.

'Frankly Mr Shankly this position I've held
It pays my way and it corrodes my soul
I want to leave, you will not miss me,
I want to go down in musical history.'

I'm thinking quite seriously about quitting my job at the company I've been at for 5 years. I can imagine this sort of conversation in my near future (apart from the 'musical history' bit).
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Sat 30 Jan 2010, 11:29, 2 replies)

These are certainly lyrics I've picked up on myself
nice post.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Sat 30 Jan 2010, 14:56, closed)

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job...
...yep! Heaven knows I'm miserable now.
(Che Grimsdale Best before:, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 16:53, closed)