Durer au revoir
This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
but it's over
just hear this and then I'll go
you gave me more to live for
more than you'll ever know
This is our last embrace
must I dream and always see your face
why can't we overcome this wall
well, maybe it's just because I didn't know you at all
Kiss me, please kiss me
but kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
you know it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time
I'll only make you cry,
this is our last goodbye
Did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"
and did you rush to the phone to call
was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind
saying maybe you didn't know him at all
you didn't know
Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
burning clues into this heart of mine
thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
offer signs that it's over... it's over
(JB)
On May 29, 1997, as the band's plane touched down on the runway to join him in his Memphis studio, Buckley went swimming in Wolf River Harbor, a tributary of the Mississippi River. A roadie of Buckley's band remained ashore. After moving the radio and a guitar out of reach of the wake from a passing tugboat, the roadie looked up to see that Buckley was gone.
Despite a determined rescue effort that night, Buckley remained missing, and the search was called off the following day due to heavy rain. It is likely Buckley was sucked under the water by a strong under-current and fell into unconsciousness due to the sudden force pulling him under. Three days later, his body was spotted by a tourist on a riverboat marina and was brought ashore.
The night before his death, Buckley excitedly told his girlfriend that he believed he had found the cause of his dramatic moods, namely bipolar disorder. The autopsy confirmed that Buckley had taken no illegal drugs before his swim, and a drug overdose was ruled out as the cause of death. He was thirty years old.
(((03)))
I hate to feel the love between us die
but it's over
just hear this and then I'll go
you gave me more to live for
more than you'll ever know
This is our last embrace
must I dream and always see your face
why can't we overcome this wall
well, maybe it's just because I didn't know you at all
Kiss me, please kiss me
but kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
you know it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time
I'll only make you cry,
this is our last goodbye
Did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"
and did you rush to the phone to call
was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind
saying maybe you didn't know him at all
you didn't know
Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
burning clues into this heart of mine
thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
offer signs that it's over... it's over
(JB)
On May 29, 1997, as the band's plane touched down on the runway to join him in his Memphis studio, Buckley went swimming in Wolf River Harbor, a tributary of the Mississippi River. A roadie of Buckley's band remained ashore. After moving the radio and a guitar out of reach of the wake from a passing tugboat, the roadie looked up to see that Buckley was gone.
Despite a determined rescue effort that night, Buckley remained missing, and the search was called off the following day due to heavy rain. It is likely Buckley was sucked under the water by a strong under-current and fell into unconsciousness due to the sudden force pulling him under. Three days later, his body was spotted by a tourist on a riverboat marina and was brought ashore.
The night before his death, Buckley excitedly told his girlfriend that he believed he had found the cause of his dramatic moods, namely bipolar disorder. The autopsy confirmed that Buckley had taken no illegal drugs before his swim, and a drug overdose was ruled out as the cause of death. He was thirty years old.
(((03)))
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