Caroline laughs and it's raining all day She loves to be one of the girls She lives in the place in the side of our lives Where nothing is ever put straight
She turns herself 'round and she smiles and she says "This is it, that's the end of the joke" And loses herself in her dreaming and sleep And her lovers walk through in their coats
She's pretty in pink Isn't she? Pretty in pink Isn't she?
All of her lovers all talk of her notes And the flowers that they never sent And wasn't she easy? Isn't she pretty in pink? The one who insists he was first in the line Is the last to remember her name He's walking around in this dress that she wore She is gone ... but the joke's the same
Pretty in pink Isn't she? Pretty in pink Isn't she?
Caroline talks to you softly sometimes She says, "I love you" and too much She doesn't have anything you want to steal Well, nothing you can touch She waves, she buttons your shirt The traffic is waiting outside She hands you this coat She gives you her clothes, these cars collide
Post whatever you feel like. A song of the moment, the day, the month, the year. Figured i better stop spamming the front page all the time lol
Came across this guy a few months back and just dig his music.
I’m creating my own Bucketnead thread, because I love this man and can’t get enough of his music. 🖤
If I could play my guitar even a 1/4 as good as this man
Why do I love apocalyptic books, movies, tv series and songs?
"Didn't you get the memo? The apocalypse means never having to say you're sorry."
~Murphy, Z Nation
I have always been the one to end it. I divorced and remarried the same man. Still not good at "exit strategy." Wonder if there is such a thing. Twenty - four years together now.
I'll start out with my personal favorites. Although, I was to end