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RIP TOM....

MAY YOU ALL HAVE HOLIDAYS AS LOVELY AS YOU, FILLED WITH BEAUTY, PEACE, HAPPINESS AND GOOD HEALTH. AND MAY THE GOD OF YOUR CHOICE BLESS YOU WITH WISDOM AND INNER PEACE.

Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Hide my face in my hands, shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existence is reduced to a shallow meaningless party
Seems that when some innocent die
All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine
Too many cameras and not enough food
'Cause this is what we've seen

Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears

Protest is futile, nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world, who knows what to do

Our so called leaders speak
With words they try to jail you
They subjugate the meek
But it's the rhetoric of failure

We are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world

TODAY WOULD HAVE BEEN A VERY SPECIAL DAY FOR MY SON, HIS 25TH BIRTHDAY.

I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERY DAY JEFFREY. THROUGH ALL THE UPS AND DOWNS AND SIDEWAYS' I HOPE YOU KNOW I ALWAYS LOVED YOU. I DID THE BEST I COULD WITH YOU, I WASN'T PERFECT BUT I TRIED.

THE NEXT GREATEST THING IN MY LIFE S THE FACT THAT OUR LAST CONVERSATION WAS RECORDED VIA MESSENGER AND I HAD TOLD YOU 2 THINGS THAT TO THIS DAY ARE STILL AS TRUE NOW. I AM PROUD OF YOU AND I LOVE YOU.

Everybody gotta weird sensation
That they wanna keep trapped inside
Maybe it's a sexual deviation
Hiding beneath a respectable guise
If you are of this persuasion
There is just one explanation - phobia

Look a little on the sunny side Even when you feel you want to hide,


You gotta laugh, don't let your critics ever upset you,
 '

Cos for a while the cynics will all be out to get you.


You gotta be shrewd, you gotta be strong


You've gotta convince yourself that you are not wrong, Whistle a tune and think of a catchy, happy, little song


And look a little on the sunny side.


It's very hard to please the people every single time,


But look a little on the sunny side.



They're gonna put you down for a while


You've got to learn to grit your teeth and smile


And look a little on the funny, sunny side of life,


Look a little on the sunny side

Much love to you and Phili @)~~~>~~~