I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals...– The Smiths
Yesterday, upon the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there He wasn’t there again today I wish, I wish he’d go away… When I came home last night at three The man was waiting there for me But when I looked around the hall I couldn’t see him there at all! Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more! Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door… (slam!) Last night I saw upon the stair...
- You’re not getting any younger, Mark. The world is changing, music is...– Trainspotting