What's up my beautiful Hive World?
Today I am posting again in the Music Community with this great song by The Ataris, amazing punk rock band.
If you don't like punk rock, please give it a listen anyway, because being an acoustic version, it is much easier to be appreciated.
It was not my original idea to make an acoustic version of this song, the same band that wrote it, The Ataris, made this version in the album called "Punk Goes Acoustic".
Eight Of Nine
The Ataris
These hospital walls are the palest of white
Here in this desert they're reciting my last rights
The smell of these halls brings temporary comfort
As oxygen flows through my blood
El Corazón was poisoned tonight
She's on her 8 of 9
When half of all your prayers are insincere
The other half are lies
Here is this watermark under this bridge
The point where it crested
Rolled back and drifted into the sea
I climb from this wreckage
As the smoke begins to clear from my lungs
The closest of close calls has happened tonight
It's time that I made things right
for the first time since the last time
Let this moment of clarity
lift this curse that has been cast upon me
So appreciate the good times,
but don't take the worst for granted
Because you only get so many second chances
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