|
Blue sky white clouds passing me by
Looking through a window and giving a sigh
Remembering days long ago
How the years make one grow
Yesterday was just a dream
Running on empty and out of steam
Doing crazy shit not worried about tomorrow
Get buck naked get wild what did we know
Darkness was around
Just hadn't been found
Hard to see and recognize it
When you're in it
So many yesterdays passed by
Kind of like clouds in the sky
But skies are bluer and the sun seems more bright
And the darkness once prevalent lost in the night
__________________
I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"
|