Day of the Shadows of the Past ... / Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 479 & Part 480

Today is Saturday, the 8th of August 2026.

I want to establish and celebrate my own personal holidays, my own private anniversaries known and shared by the few. And I want to use it as an excuse for posting some more song lyrics in this strange city-song quiz of mine, as long as the internet will let me do so.

So, here and now, I solemnly declare this day - once and once more and forevermore -

»The Day of the Shadows of the Past«.

Celebrate with me. Or celebrate your own kind of music. It will be twenty years next year.

Have a nice one.

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"Bromford"

I was down in Bromford
Almost hurt myself to death
I pushed myself so hard just like the redlight girls
Well I cried and stopped to smile
I thought my career is over
And the dealer boys they had to bring me water

I stumbled over mountains
And the SHADOWS of the street
I fell into the river
I cried and begged for mercy
And I talked to God on the telephone

But I really can't tell you what he told me
But it was a lie
No I really can't tell you what he told me
But it was a lie

When I came to in Bromford
The hotel showed a movie
With Marlon Brando and his friend Pacino
Well I thought that this is nice
And I'm sure I can relax now
But suddenly the room was full of demons

I escaped through the window
Almost ran a mile away
I had nowhere to go
So I cried and begged for mercy
And I talked to God on the telephone

But I really can't tell you what he told me
But it was a lie
No I really can't tell you what he told me
But it was a lie

But nothing seems to matter
In this lonesome dirty town
But for a short brief moment
I thought she was the one
And she and I were fighting
About sex, love and TV
That's why I had to get down
And talk to God on the telephone

But I really can't tell you what he told me
But it was a lie
No I really can't tell you what he told me
But it was a lie

"Bromford Skies"

Bromford skies
SHADOWS beneath your eyes
All we have now
(And the arc of your brow)

You came to leave these shores
An inkling in your pores
We came to bid farewell
The tears began to swell

Oh, I don't think she knew
I can't forget her

The dark withholds
And lives unfold
We always slept so well
Our bodies seemed to gel

The mind persists
We have thoughts to exist
It was a test I failed
Her passion never paled

Oh, I don't think she knew
How much I loved her
Oh, I don't think she knew

Is this the thrill of the chase?
How can I keep up the pace?

Bromford skies
SHADOWS beneath your eyes
We always slept so well
The presents casts a spell

You said we never talked
But there's a lightness that it brought
Refracting all my sins
We never lacked a thing

Oh, I don't think she knew
How much I loved her
Oh, I don't think she knew
Oh Rebecca, your loss was mine too

Did you ever feel the thrill of the chase?
The breath on your neck in the locked embrace
Did you ever feel the thrill of the chase?
The hairs on your neck in a lost embrace

I love the tiny veins on your back
They remind me of the way porcelain cracks