Done with all the fucking around
Somebody said to me:
You are both the storm and the calm before it...
I will always be mesmerized by you.
I feel so empty, yet so full.............
Oh, life...life life life life life life life life life life...
STOP MAKING SENSE!!!
Everything is tuna and grape juice...
German and Landfills....
Genocide and Tea...
Today, as I watched the trees sway in the wind, listening to the sounds of my latest musical whim, inhaling deeply the surprisingly fresh air blowing through my open window...my hands started to shake. And at that moment, I realized I forgot what it feels like to be in love with somebody. I don't know if that's good or bad, but it took me on an intense albeit breif trip down memory lane, a trip awash in the aftermath of a flood of bad decisions and worse whiskey.
Am I ready to risk that again? Should I allow myself to get into somebody's head, or let them into mine? And even if I am ready...is it the right time? So little time left on "this world" and everything is all oil and vinegar. Oh, what would Jesus do?
He'd probably sing a song about it....
Some people stop living long before they die
Work a dead end job just to scrape on by
but I keep living just to bend that note in two
and I can't die now cuz I got another show...
You are both the storm and the calm before it...
I will always be mesmerized by you.
I feel so empty, yet so full.............
Oh, life...life life life life life life life life life life...
STOP MAKING SENSE!!!
Everything is tuna and grape juice...
German and Landfills....
Genocide and Tea...
Today, as I watched the trees sway in the wind, listening to the sounds of my latest musical whim, inhaling deeply the surprisingly fresh air blowing through my open window...my hands started to shake. And at that moment, I realized I forgot what it feels like to be in love with somebody. I don't know if that's good or bad, but it took me on an intense albeit breif trip down memory lane, a trip awash in the aftermath of a flood of bad decisions and worse whiskey.
Am I ready to risk that again? Should I allow myself to get into somebody's head, or let them into mine? And even if I am ready...is it the right time? So little time left on "this world" and everything is all oil and vinegar. Oh, what would Jesus do?
He'd probably sing a song about it....
Some people stop living long before they die
Work a dead end job just to scrape on by
but I keep living just to bend that note in two
and I can't die now cuz I got another show...