11 Blocks - Wrabel

In the name of Allah. The Most Gracious. The Most Merciful.

Assalamu'alaikum, y'all!

"Love doesn't make the world go round.

Love is what makes the ride worthwhile"

~ Franklin P. Jones ~

So I'm back for my last semester of degree. To be honest, I'm bricking it. Freaking out a bit on the fact that I'm gonna have to find a job in a couple of months. Yet to start any classes as of now but I'm sure crap-loads of surprises are waiting for me.

Oh joy

-__________-"

Anywho, I was watching TV a few weeks back (no surprises there) and I saw this video clip by an artist named Wrabel (pronounced "Ray-bel". Like the 'ble' in 'able'). His song's called "11 Blocks" and it's been stuck in my head ever since. It's quite catchy. Here's the lyric video.................

For some reason, can't put the video clip here. You can watch the video clip HERE.

Although, personally I like this version below better. Less pop-sounding.

The lyrics are quite straightforward enough. So personal but beautifully done. Wrabel or his real name Stephen Wrabel was dubbed by a UK paper as an artist to look out for a few years ago. Maybe they're right. Just in case you haven't heard the song yet, here are the lyrics........

11 blocks from your door to your door step

Three years later and it feels too close

I thought I broke the last of that breakdown

The morning I sold your winter coat

It doesn't feel right when I'm grabbing a coffee

The same old spot but I'm on my own

I feel OK in the day, but at nighttime

You know how I get when I'm alone

Cause my mind won't step; it's just 11 blocks

I know that you're home

Cause it's Friday night; you're not that type

I know that you're home

14 blocks from your door to this party

I caught myself counting on the way

And right when I stepped in the door to this party

I stepped outside to grab a smoke

You know how I get when I'm alone, no

Cause my mind won't step; it's just 14 blocks

I know that you're home

Cause it's Friday night; you're not that type

I know that you're home

Someone stop me, please, from hurting myself

Cause I'm 2 blocks away and you're hurting my health

And it's Friday night; you're not that type

I know that you're home

Somebody stop me

I should be going home

Somebody stop me

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Well, I met someone

And I think I'm in love

But my mind won't step; it's just 11 blocks

I know that you're home

Cause it's Friday night; you're not that type

I know that you're home

And I met someone and I swear I'm in love

But I'm 2 blocks away and you're just like a drug

My mind won't step; it's just 11 blocks

I know that you're home

I got somebody

Waiting for me at home

I got somebody

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

11 blocks from my door to your doorstep

Three years later and it feels too close

Give it listen if you haven't yet. Delve into the music and words and you won't be disappointed.

;-)

See you guys on the flip side!!

P.S: Barely started my last semester, already have an issue.