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Never Blunt...

Tomorrow comes. Sorrow becomes his soul mate.
The damage is done. The prodigal son is too late.
Old doors are closed but he's always open,
To relive time in his mind.
Oh Billy.
[+] Excerpts from the song Billy from James Blunt's 'Back To Bedlam'.
[-] It's been so long since I've heard an album as good as this. James Blunt is really a musical genius. Every single song has a deep meaning, beautifully honest lyrics and rich music.
[+] His equally amazing life;[ABluntWiki]. Did you know he's a Nato soldier in Kosovo?!
[+] JB's interview with Oprah via Nayan;[BluntOprah]


Keshi said…
Blunty boy is one of mah favs...ask Kathy :)

Princess said…
Nice quote.

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