So much to say
So I've pretty much done nothing this past week except chill in my room and think. Which is good. It's somethin' I don't do enough.
I'm staying here. I wasn't so sure, for a few days. Before Moshe left he made me promise that I was gonna take care of myself, that it was safe here, all that crap. He said if anything else happened, I should go back to New Leste. But I can't just - get up and move every time something bad happens. This dimension's messed up, yeah, but there are so many great people here. I'm not gonna be chased away.
The more I think about it, I'm just ...embarrassed by the arrest attempt fiasco. I'm not even mad anymore except at myself. An honest mistake's an honest mistake, after all. That guy had no idea I wasn't my psychotic double. There's a huge difference between a guy just tryin' to do his job and keep people safe and- and sick, evil bastards.
I'd've preferred not getting shot at and all, but I don't blame him. It was good for me in a really weird way. Shit happens. I can't let it get to me too much. So I'm sorry I yelled at you, Ed, and I'm sorry I made you worry, Clara.
In the very least, it's helpful for writing lyrics:
...let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, I'm gonna sing this song
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I don't care
We'll carry on
We'll carry on...
I'm staying here. I wasn't so sure, for a few days. Before Moshe left he made me promise that I was gonna take care of myself, that it was safe here, all that crap. He said if anything else happened, I should go back to New Leste. But I can't just - get up and move every time something bad happens. This dimension's messed up, yeah, but there are so many great people here. I'm not gonna be chased away.
The more I think about it, I'm just ...embarrassed by the arrest attempt fiasco. I'm not even mad anymore except at myself. An honest mistake's an honest mistake, after all. That guy had no idea I wasn't my psychotic double. There's a huge difference between a guy just tryin' to do his job and keep people safe and- and sick, evil bastards.
I'd've preferred not getting shot at and all, but I don't blame him. It was good for me in a really weird way. Shit happens. I can't let it get to me too much. So I'm sorry I yelled at you, Ed, and I'm sorry I made you worry, Clara.
In the very least, it's helpful for writing lyrics:
...let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, I'm gonna sing this song
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I don't care
We'll carry on
We'll carry on...