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| Sometimes i think i'm gonna lose my mind
But it don't look like i ever do
I loved so many people everywhere i went
Some too much, others not enough
I don't know, i may go
down or up or anywhere
But i feel like this scribbling might stay
Maybe if i hadn't of seen so much hard feelings
I might not could have felt other people's
So when you think of me, if and when you do,
Just say, well, another man's done gone
Well, another man's done gone
--Guthrie
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| I've had enough of others' complaining, wishing, hoping. I'm not interested in the world for what it should be, for how it could be, or for what it would be. The world interests me for what it IS. Better or worse is all false perspective. I hear daily from friends and acquaintences about how work and life could be improved, but I can't even pretend to care.
It is. I am. Start there. | | |
| Until the End of the World--U2 Havent seen you in quite a while
I was down the hold, just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as bride and groom
We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world
I took the money, I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You led me on with those innocent eyes
And you know I love the element of surprise
In the garden I was playing the tart
I kissed your lips and broke your heart
You, you were acting like it was the end of the world
In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me
Spilling over the brim
In waves of regret, waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You, you said youd wait until the end of the world.
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