Almost there...

It's raining here as I'm doing the report and blogging at the same time (the wonders of multitasking). The report should be done by tomorrow if everything goes well.

Current mood: Morning Runner, Burning Benches

Let us make amends,
we’re not overly good friends,
but its not Heaven without you.
You can have it all,
we’ll see Mountains fall,
but its not Heaven without you.

Let us make amends,
we’re not overly good friends,
but its not Heaven without you.
You can have it all,
we’ll see Mountains fall,
but it’s not Heaven without you.

It’s the symphony distorting,
when were not talking,
but its not Heaven, without you.

There’s just something different,
With the air about you,
The signs, the shapes, the numbers,
none of them give me a clue
You can have it all

and im not Burning Benches
cos the ash would make me choke
It was me who always spluttered
every time we spoke,
you can have it all