It is always hard to begin if life is not beautiful without pain
But then I would never want to see beauty again
I’m between a bullet and target watching the confusion of
Anything that keeps us together seeming to fall apart
Life just gives one chance to make it right
Leaving it ten out of ten times that I find no resolution
But if you go straight long enough you still end up exactly here
Making our voices shake hands with doubt inside
Now the days get longer I still haven’t gotten to where I want
I tried to sit and think a spell, I had to sit and think awhile
Well that is this and this comes back I told you what you want
But it is never much fun to pick up the pieces
So where were you when the ocean met the sky
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
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