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"We Two" by Little River Band (The Net, 1982)

Turn the Page: Digital Art by Shawn Michel de Montaigne





We Two

Little River Band




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All alone, on my own,

Since I walked out on you, I walked out on me,

Now it's gone.

And you, what to do,

There's so much time and so many nights to get through.

Oh why do we play, and why do we lose?

It's a dangerous life we live, we two.


We are fools, we make all these rules,

We make it so hard to find love, to feel free,

To be fresh outta school.

And now, what of romance?

Do we know that life is sweeter when we're taking the chance?

So why do we run, and why do we cry?

It's a crazy life we live, you and I.


Carousels and wishing wells were the things we loved.

To fly away in a big balloon was what she talked of ...


Alone, out on my own,

I just wander the streets and stare at the places

We've known.

And now, what of myself?

Can I go on pretending a love for somebody else?

Oh why do we play, and why do we lose?

It's a dangerous life we live, we two.


Carousels and wishing wells were the things we loved.

Why did we play, why did we stay alone, we two?

To fly away in a big balloon was what she talked of ...

Why did we love and leave the memory of we two?

Now she is gone, I'm left to carry on ...




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There are moments that etch themselves

permanently in your soul.

If there's music, that is etched as well.


I was twenty.

A friend of mine from high school and I went out,

as we often did, just to pal around

and hang out, while away the time a little.


We often went dancing.

That night we took a nice drive in the country,

then went to IHOP, I believe,

where we shared a nice big dessert--

lots of ice cream and hot chocolate and

some coffee to wash it all down.


She invited me in when we got to her place.

She was still living with her parents.

They were in bed.

It was late--nearing midnight, as I recall.


We sat on the couch.

The lights were dim.

I think we both knew that a decision was coming.

Was our friendship strong enough?


I had always had a bit of a crush on her.

But she was always hooked up,

me as well,

and I think we really didn't want

to screw up a good thing.

We got along so well,

made each other laugh,

enjoyed the same things.


She was so close.

I can remember the perfume she wore to this day.

I had wanted to kiss those lips for a long, long time.


This song came on.

Maybe it was the universe telling us no.

We listened to it together.


I hugged her at the door.


Friends we would remain.





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Digital Art: Turn the Page by yours truly





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