The day the music died

Sooo, so sad.

A manera de homenaje, en TTU cantamos y gritamos y pedimos y despertamos y nos miramos y comenzamos y empezamos y hacemos:

I'm Gonna Make A Change,
For Once In My Life
It's Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .
As I, Turn Up The Collar On MyFavourite Winter Coat
This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind
I See The Kids In The Street,
With Not Enough To Eat
Who Am I, To Be Blind?
Pretending Not To SeeTheir Needs
A Summer's Disregard,
A Broken Bottle Top
And A One Man's Soul
They Follow Each Other
OnThe Wind Ya' Know'Cause They Got Nowhere To Go
That's Why I Want You ToKnow

I'm Starting With The Man InThe Mirror
I'm Asking Him To ChangeHis Ways
And No Message Could HaveBeen Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The WorldA Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself, AndThen Make A Change
Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,Na Nah

I've Been A Victim Of A SelfishKind Of Love
It's Time That I RealizeThat There Are Some With NoHome,
Not A Nickel To Loan
Could It Be Really Me,Pretending That They're NotAlone?
A Willow Deeply Scarred,
Somebody's Broken Heart
And A Washed-Out Dream
They Follow The Pattern OfThe Wind,
Ya' SeeCause They Got No PlaceTo Be
That's Why I'm Starting WithMe

RIP Michael & Farrah