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Sunday, May. 07, 2006
I feel The silence feels like flowing

I love this Song .. its by Kenney Chensey .. Listen to it if you can .. Its called "I go back .." . Thank me latter for this ...


"Jack and Diane" painted a picture of my life and my dreams,
Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me
Well I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along
Cause everytime I hear that song...


I go back to a two toned short bed Chevy
Drivin my first love out to the levvy
Livin life with no sense of time
And I go back to the feel of a fifty yard line
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
Wishin time would stop right in its tracks
Everytime I hear that song, I go back


I used to rock all night long to "Keep On Rockin Me Baby"
Frat parties, college bars, just tryin to impress the ladies
I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along
Cause everytime I hear that song....


I go back to the smell of an old gym floor
The taste of salt on the Carolina shore
After graduation and drinkin goodbye to friends
And I go back to watchin summer fade to fall
Growin up too fast and I do recall
Wishin time would stop right in its tracks
Everytime I hear that song, I go back, I go back


We all have a song that somehow stamped our lives
Takes us to another place and time


So I go back to a pew,preacher, and a choir
Singin bout God, brimstone, and fire
And the smell of Sunday chicken after church
And I go back to the loss of a real good friend
And the sixteen summers I shared with him
Now "Only The Good Die Young" stops me in my tracks
Everytime I hear that song,


I go back....
To the feel of a fifty yard line
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
I go back....
To watchin summer fade to fall
Growin up too fast and I do recall...
I go back....
To the loss of a real good friend
And the sixteen summers I shared with him...
I go back... I go back... I go back


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Driving the car , Alam bhai looks like James bond . The fact that he is almost Six Four does seem to sink in at that moment but he grudgingly lets me take a piture .


Met Saad after almost 9 to 10 months .He's doing alrite . Is madly in love as you can see and thinks he a hunk of an Arab .Good Luck wiht your soon to be new life man!


Me and Him


Slippers on the Sand


Sunset .. Lif at its best ... Notice the Airplane in the top right of the picture .This photograph was a little tricky cause the sun would mess up the lense ..







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