I know its a little early, and it doesn’t matter.
Another year comes to a close… if indeed the year really ends. I mean, after all, what is today but another day? What makes tomorrow any different from today except 1?
traditions baffle me.
people baffle me.
I’ll never understand it. People are all out to make a name for themselves. As though unless they do something or are remembered for something, they will not have lived. Maybe this is just me reflecting on Garden State and Good Will Hunting (arguably two of the best movies of all time, and certainly two of my favorite films.)
whatever…
Its real… right?
…It’ll change your life…
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only, I don’t know how they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet that I was when we met.
I was happier then with no mind-set.
And if you’d ‘a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, I’d ‘a jumped from my tree
And I’d a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ‘a fared well.
New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
Hope it’s right when you die, old and bony.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head’s to the wall and I’m lonely.
And if you’d ‘a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, I’d ‘a jumped from my tree
And I’d a danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ‘a fared well.
God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
And bleed into their buns ’till they melt away.
I’m looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am I too dumb to refine?
And if you’d ‘a took to me like
Well I’d a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ‘a fared well.
