Thursday, October 02, 2008

That Is All

All this talk of fire, of gumption and direction
Leave you reaching for some kind of resurrection as to
Who you thought you were and who you thought you'd be
They'll say it's the trying not the being, the journey not arrival
But all I'm seeing's discouraging reprisals
Of every mistake I've made and all the things I'll never be
And every version of me I tried so hard not to miss
Gets stabbed and shot with the thought of someone else's kiss
There's just no easy way to say
That everything you thought was right was wrong today
That is all, go away
Ok

So go on and sing another about the drinking and fights,
Cracks in the sidewalk, the darkness of night
Can you still believe it'll all put you closer to the light?
'Cause yeah direction's just an arrow, not a place to reside
Though "home is where you find it" and "time is on your side"
But none of that crap means squat alone on a Sunday night

And every version of me I tried so hard to retain
Gets swallowed and sweat out and pissed on down the drain
There's just no easy way to say
That everything you thought was right was wrong today
Move along, 'cause you can't stay
No way

-Slobberbone

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1 Comments:

At October 03, 2008 12:31 PM, Anonymous JRB said...

Play auto-message number 6. You know what I mean..........

 

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