enter healing process now
begin the letting go process now. smile. find pleasure in the small things. let go of what you think you need to be happy and fake a smile till it becomes real. when taking a walk through nature, make every step different than the last, move forward... love, give, give give give, when in doubt give. stop trying to take, realize its the ego that i'm holding on to. i was completely happy before she came back into my life, find that within once more. give someone else a smile on their face and find your own smile through their happiness... figure out what i can do to make someone's day better and find happiness in helping them find theirs. let go, don't need anything to be happy, happiness is a decision, not material
i went downtown and hung out with homeless people, my brethren. but damn that really hurt when she said that today, shell never know how much... and to think i was actually going to- (missing text).......at least now i know her answer... but i wish she could let go and just see it from my perspective for like a second, see the beauty that i see, experience the feeling of pure bliss for just a second from just imagining what it might be like, from my perspective, and this song is for her:
"There are times when you will not like the sound of my voice
there are days when a warm look from a strange face will make me forget my name
there'll be nights when you wonder where the party's at now
and you wonder why you never split this beat scene when a higher life awaits
there'll be days when you don't know how you picked the wrong life
in a second when it's over in our own minds -- and it's gone without a sound
there are fights that'll hear things that we know we don't mean
and we say 'em 'cos we don't know what we both want and we can't get to the other side
There are years that'll fly like wind across a flood plain
unaware of its own weight, free of friction, and immune to its own speed
there are weeks that'll crawl like slugs across a hot road
only moving 'cos it just don't know how to stop on a search for God knows what
and there are songs that'll make your skull ring like a dropped cup
Resonating with the reasons why you worked through -- and the reasons why you stayed
For the long nights when you found a new resolve that I never knew was there
For the cold eye and the warm embrace now
For the righteous vibe that I need like the air I breathe
There are times when you'll think you've got my funny number figured out
there'll be days when I don't feel like I ever knew you all that well
and there are lines, drawn around, behind, above and over everyone
in an effort to figure out the place and time, the right, the wrong, the yours, the mine, and I'll be damned if I feel like I will ever know anything
but if don't keep moving on that last hill,
we'll never know what's on the other side"
letting go......3,...2,...1......
i went downtown and hung out with homeless people, my brethren. but damn that really hurt when she said that today, shell never know how much... and to think i was actually going to- (missing text).......at least now i know her answer... but i wish she could let go and just see it from my perspective for like a second, see the beauty that i see, experience the feeling of pure bliss for just a second from just imagining what it might be like, from my perspective, and this song is for her:
"There are times when you will not like the sound of my voice
there are days when a warm look from a strange face will make me forget my name
there'll be nights when you wonder where the party's at now
and you wonder why you never split this beat scene when a higher life awaits
there'll be days when you don't know how you picked the wrong life
in a second when it's over in our own minds -- and it's gone without a sound
there are fights that'll hear things that we know we don't mean
and we say 'em 'cos we don't know what we both want and we can't get to the other side
There are years that'll fly like wind across a flood plain
unaware of its own weight, free of friction, and immune to its own speed
there are weeks that'll crawl like slugs across a hot road
only moving 'cos it just don't know how to stop on a search for God knows what
and there are songs that'll make your skull ring like a dropped cup
Resonating with the reasons why you worked through -- and the reasons why you stayed
For the long nights when you found a new resolve that I never knew was there
For the cold eye and the warm embrace now
For the righteous vibe that I need like the air I breathe
There are times when you'll think you've got my funny number figured out
there'll be days when I don't feel like I ever knew you all that well
and there are lines, drawn around, behind, above and over everyone
in an effort to figure out the place and time, the right, the wrong, the yours, the mine, and I'll be damned if I feel like I will ever know anything
but if don't keep moving on that last hill,
we'll never know what's on the other side"
letting go......3,...2,...1......