come here my son
i'll show you some happiness
just as soon as i get rid of this
hundred-ton expression
you know, i watched you on tv the other week
and you look so much shorter in person
i can make the sun shine on command
and look at it now behind those clouds
oh man what a shame
i guess i'll just hide my head in the sand
and wait for another day
but waiting is an addictive game to play
pause. time out. i need a break.
everyone's eyes turn and watch me
their mouths moving blankly
like someone stole what they had to say
and it's easy so easy to live this life
just put one foot in front of the other
(and swallow, swallow
these round little saviours
my personal heaven in a 100-count bottle)
heaven help me, i'm falling again
and this time it's not in Eden
and there's no snake
it's just "me and a gun"
and a knife in my back
(i put it there myself
you need to keep track of things
you don't want to lose)
you don't want to lose do you
just keep it in bounds
stay close to the center
but the center will not hold you
this circle was never true
but it's easy to fight
and it's easy to win
and it's so so hard to lose
i just won the lottery
incidentally
i think i'll get me a double-wide
with a mountain inside
these are my rivers
and those are your lakes
and they'll never meet up
why do we keep trying anyway?
everyone is and will always be alone.
my tank is low now and i think i'm going home.
goodnight sweet world. i think i'm going home.
i'll show you some happiness
just as soon as i get rid of this
hundred-ton expression
you know, i watched you on tv the other week
and you look so much shorter in person
i can make the sun shine on command
and look at it now behind those clouds
oh man what a shame
i guess i'll just hide my head in the sand
and wait for another day
but waiting is an addictive game to play
pause. time out. i need a break.
everyone's eyes turn and watch me
their mouths moving blankly
like someone stole what they had to say
and it's easy so easy to live this life
just put one foot in front of the other
(and swallow, swallow
these round little saviours
my personal heaven in a 100-count bottle)
heaven help me, i'm falling again
and this time it's not in Eden
and there's no snake
it's just "me and a gun"
and a knife in my back
(i put it there myself
you need to keep track of things
you don't want to lose)
you don't want to lose do you
just keep it in bounds
stay close to the center
but the center will not hold you
this circle was never true
but it's easy to fight
and it's easy to win
and it's so so hard to lose
i just won the lottery
incidentally
i think i'll get me a double-wide
with a mountain inside
these are my rivers
and those are your lakes
and they'll never meet up
why do we keep trying anyway?
everyone is and will always be alone.
my tank is low now and i think i'm going home.
goodnight sweet world. i think i'm going home.
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mrstitches:
nice.
pedigree_chump:
great poem, theta. incredible.