Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Sorry, I Saw My Therapist Today - Finding Meaning In Everything



I once saw a man on fire, staring at his window
Watching as the flames grew higher and higher
I thought that I saw him cry or was he only laughing
As his life went rushing on
And maybe we're just like him
Maybe we're all waiting for our moment to begin
Who of us are open, who of us have freedom, really?
Who of us can tell what these dark days will bring?
All of us are hurting, all of us are crazy, now
All of us are watching the world as it spins
I once had bird like you, a bird of prey
Still you're tearing at my insides
And yesterday when you flew so far away
If you find the morning save a piece for me
Who of us are open, who of us have freedom really?
Who of us can tell what these dark days will bring?
All of us are hurting, all of us are crazy, now, we're crazy, now
I smoked a cigarette, I'll eat the flesh instead
Another whiskey more or less or more or less, yeah
I like the drugs that sail, I love you, when we fail, when we fail
I once saw a man on fire, staring at his window
Watching as the flames grew higher and higher
I thought that I saw him cry or was he only laughing, laughing
Who of us are open, who of us have freedom really?
Who of us can tell what these dark days will bring?
All of us are hurting, all of us are crazy, now, we're crazy, now
All of us are hating, all of us are dreaming
All of us are watching these times of our lives
We want it all, we want for nothing, for nothing, now
 

2 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

Deep, man, deep.

Monc said...

Try singing it to the tune of "The Brady Bunch"!