Pictures Of You

When things were not to her liking, her eyes would fill, her lower lip would protrude, and her voice had a quiver as she said,
"My feelings are hurt."
By which method she usually got what she wanted.
-Nial Kent
"The Divided Path"

I know I had heard this song a year or two ago and I never found it again until my recent trip to Europe (thanks to EUROPA-FM). It's called PICTURES OF YOU by a group called 'The Last Goodnight'. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT! (One would think I must LOVE taking pictures.)

http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=pictures+of+you%2C+the+last+goodnight&docid=953062916548&mid=8AA609E92BB13368E4D88AA609E92BB13368E4D8&FORM=VIVR7

This is the clock up on the wall
This is the story of us all
This is the first sound of a new born child before he starts to crawl
This is the war that's never won
This is the soldier and his gun
This is the mother waiting by the phone praying for her son

(chorus)
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be
Woooah

There is a drug that cures it all
Blocked by the governmental wall
We are the scientists inside the lab just waiting for the call
This earthquake weather has got me shaking
Inside i'm high up and dry

(chorus)
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be

Confess to me
Every secret moment
Every stolen promise you've believed
Confess to me
All that lies between us
All that lies between you and me
We are the boxers in the ring
We are the bells that never sing
There is a title we cant win no matter how hard we must swing

(chorus)
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been

There's another PICTURES OF YOU song by The Cure that I was reminded of that I loved back in the 1980's, too. Allow me to take "PICTURES OF YOU". Please!
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=pictures+of+you%2C+the+cure&docid=989699834145&mid=7C7A416779B7FC3B82237C7A416779B7FC3B8223&FORM=VIVR11

Which version do you like better?

Twenty-five years ago today:

June 21, 1984
Thursday

It was a drab day until around 4pm when Moe (one of the mid-level supervisors) decided to come over to my cubicle.
“Would you like to have tomorrow morning off as AX time?” Moe asked.
I jumped at the offer. “AX” is ‘Absent Without Pay’ but I could use the time to get things together at my pad (even if I had to be at work midday).

On this evening I pretty much refurbished the environment of my closet. Things were beginning to look much neater. John still has not removed his bed frame, headboard and desk. I will be happy when I have that space.

I went to bed at midnight.

I telephoned Chris Cordellos at 11PM and ‘Barbara the Bitch’ answered. She was unusually ‘snotty’ at me. I could tell by her aloof tone. It was for no apparent reason either. I asked her to wake Chris. He did not say much, so ‘that was that’.