the end f the world

my 2 new magazines for the occupation for my loneliness

decades ago .... i sit cross-legged worshipping my marantz cd player .... i'll put on sad tunes and sing-a-long and cry it out. i've since disposed the cd deck, along with the NAD amp and mission bookshelf speakers. as i proceed to the new dawn my roots stays. music will always be the melancholy companion, and a good song will always be like that worn-out t-shirt, soft and fitting like a second skin, sheltering you through the toughest time, keeping you company, help you cheer up and sleep.

grunge rockers will know chris connell as the frontman of soundgarden. many years later pple will disagree him as the new rage against the machine lead whom became audioslave. and he'll never be famous for doing royale casino's main theme. his deep profound lyrics, that distinctive voice, chris cornell is the anti-hero, the other side of popularity.

1999, euphoria morning, his first solo album after his break from the band. there's the powerful "steel rain", but what makes me cry is "preaching the end of the world".

when the loneliness hits me .... i am reminded ....

hello, i know there's someone there who can understand
and who's feeling the same way as me
i'm twenty four and i've got everything to live for
but i know now that it wasnt meant to be
'cause all has been lost and all has been won
and there's nothing left for us to save
but now i know that i dont want to be alone today
so if you find you've been feeling just the same

call me now it's alright
it's just the end of the world
you need a friend in the world
'cause you cant hide
so call me i'll get right back
if you intentions are pure
i'm seeking a friend for the end of the world

i've got a photograph i'll send it off today
and you will see that i am perfectly sane
not for a lifetime of forever and a day
'cause we know now that just wont be the case

call me now it's alright
it's just the end of the world
you need a friend in the world
'cause you cant hide
so call me i'll get right back
if you intentions are pure
i'm seeking a friend for the end of the world

there will be no commitments and no confessions
and no little secrets to keep
no little children or houses with roses just the end of the world and me
'cause all has been gone and all has been done
and there's nothing left for us to say
and we can share in every moment as it breaks

call me now it's alright
it's just the end of the world
you need a friend in the world
'cause you cant hide
so call me i'll get right back
if you intentions are pure
i'm seeking a friend for the end of the world