Counting Pictures
 

't is eigenlijk niet van mezelf: een songtekst van de band van mijn vrienjuh!!
Maar ik wil gewoon weten wat jullie ervan vinden...Voor mij heeft het namelijk waarde en vraag me niet waarom...

Counting Pictures

Poor old Daniel is counting pictures
fallen from his wall of life
they must have told him a thousand stories
he must have heard a million lies

Every color has turned grey
when his one last friend died yesterday
he couldn't cry

Mistakes the nurse for his mother
says he won't stay up late
tells her he hasn't seen his father
in a couple of days

A photograph of a lucky young guy
holding his girlfriend real tight
He can't remember her name
He can't remember his best times
No one's left to tell this old man
how he used to dance
throughout the night
No one's there to read him
the beautiful letters he used to write