You always tell me you want to really taste life
but yet you go out and fuck around on your wife.
You say 'Hey man, Keep it real'
but you don't even know how to feel.
How are we to take time off our hands
or are these the ties that band?
You hide from the world, but scream aloud
and when you act moronic, you always seem proud.
Sometimes wondering what I'm really doing
and dealing with all the bullshit. you'd bring.
You could turn words around like a top
and when it got away from your side, You'd say Stop.
So maybe it's all just another poke in the eye.
Maybe I should just stick with the Shrug and the sigh.
Maybe I should just let you walk out that door
or maybe I should just sit here alone on the floor.
Loving something is something we all want
and we all know how it can tease and taunt.
We all know loss on a deep personal level
and we all know how life is deals are made by the devil.
We all know how something good can go bad
and we all know how love can make you sad.
We all know that death is on the rampage
and we all know it comes faster with age.
We know the fears of the children inside
and we all know when to go and hide.
We know how to mask a face at the door
and we know how to throw a tantrum on the floor.
We all know about pissing the bed
and all the kooky shit deep in our head.
We all dwell on fears in the past
about all the promises that didn't last.
We all know what it's like to really lose
and we all know how easy the heart can be to bruise.
We all dream of being the supreme one
until the world pistol whips you in the name of fun.
When you we free, back when you were a kid.
Back when you couldn't reach the cookie lid.
Back when it was just a child's life
not about who to kill or who to make your wife.
Not about the money or the drugs
or chilling out on the corner with the thugs.
Not when there's life to live and games to play
and back oh way back we would love to say.
Don't sit and burn the day away

06/20/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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