With all the changing seasons of my life, maybe I’ll get it right next time


A couple of nights ago, I managed to catch the documentary of Guns N’ Roses on Bio Channel. I could not tear myself away and re-found one of my biggest passions of the 90’s. In spite of drifting apart and moving on past Use Your Illusion II (Spaghetti Incident was too crap to continue), I realised I still knew all the songs (even the ones never made popular on Bilboard) and all the band members names and remembered how completely in love I was with Axl Rose. (Axl Rose without dreads, that is).

After watching the documentary, I never realised how much trouble he was to the band and basically how he tried to buy them out in the end. By then, my rock love had passed on to Pearl Jam and Stone Temple Pilots (so, its quite natural for me to appreciate Velvet Revolver).

Minus the predictable hits of Guns N’ Roses (I seriously never liked Sweet Child O’ Mine), one of my all time favourite songs from them was “Estranged” off “Use Your Illusion II”. And listening to it now, more than 10 years since I last heard it, jeez, I remember the words, changes and drum fills. Great song (only over 9 minutes long). I think it lodged in my heart, a passion for progressive rock and ridiculously long songs, which later developed into a passion for Dream Theater. 20 minute song? Woo hoo!


When you’re talkin to yourself
And nobody’s home
You can fool yourself
You came in this world alone

So nobody ever told you baby
How it was gonna be
So what’ll happen to you baby
Guess we’ll have to wait and see
One, two 

Old at heart but I’m only 28
And I’m much too young
To let love break my heart
Young at heart but it’s getting much too late
To find ourselves so far apart

I don’t know how you’re s’posed
To find me lately
An what more could you ask from me
How could you say that I never needed you
When you took everything
Said you took everything from me

Young at heart an it gets so hard to wait
When no one I know can seem to help me now
Old at heart but I musn’t hesitate
If I’m to find my own way out

Still talkin’ to myself and nobody’s home

So nobody ever told us baby
How it was gonna be
So what’ll happen to us baby
Guess we’ll have to wait and see

When I find out all the reasons
Maybe I’ll find another way
Find another day
With all the changing seasons of my life
Maybe I’ll get it right next time
An now that you’ve been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
You’re back down on the ground
And you don’t talk so loud
An you don’t walk so proud
Any more, and what for

Well I jumped into the river too many times 
to make it home
I’m out here on my own, an drifting all alone
If it doesn’t show give it time
To read between the lines
‘Cause I see the storm getting closer
And the waves they get so high
Seems everything We’ve ever known’s here
Why must it drift away and die

I’ll never find anyone to replace you
Guess I’ll have to make it thru, this time 
Oh this time
Without you

I knew the storm was getting closer
And all my friends said I was high
But everything we’ve ever known’s here
I never wanted it to die


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