Would you know my name,
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same,
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong.
And carry on.
Cause I know, my child fell out the window...
Now he's in Heaven.
Tuesday 4 March 2008
Old Slow Hand Does It Again
Would you know my name,
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same,
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong.
And carry on.
Cause I know, my child fell out the window...
Now he's in Heaven.
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3 comments:
Clapton should stick to his cocaine, if you ask me. None of this Wacko-Jacko stuff is going to help him.
...that painting looks like one of my own. uh.
hm. That's got me thinking about how my own painting of the Clap' would go about looking.
hm.
hm.
hm.
yes.
I'm thinking it would be the Clap', in his mid-40's, all hunched-up in a corner of a drab hotel room, with a table littered with various pills, powders and bottles of Old Crow lined up, spilled and discarded in patterns behind him. The Clap' covered in sick, all emaciated, with a plate of mouldy french fries and cake by his side. The Clap' looking upward for a God that has forsaken him yet again.
The sad thing is, that's probably a very accurate picture of his life.
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