In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
forevermore 2
it's different now
you work on the west side of the river
in a big shiny building
that always looks brand new
I know you're busy
it's so cold that I could shiver
when I think about
how the world has changed
from the world we once knew
still, it might be good to stay friends
maybe go have coffee
like we used to before
please don't tell me
those times are at an end
and those days are gone
forevermore
so much to do
business is, as they say, booming
it's supply and demand
and you do what you must do
I'd like to tell you
that my life also is improving
but I'd be lying through my teeth
but I guess that's what I'm supposed to do
still, it might be good to stay friends
maybe grab a beer
at that brewery next door
please don't let on
that friendship disappears
and those days are gone
forevermore
send me a text
let me know you're still living
yeah, time moves on
with new spaces left to fill
tell all I send my best
have fun there in the city
you say we'll see each other later
but you know we never will
still, it might be good to stay friends
we could meet for a bite
at that place by the store
sometimes people vanish
like dying stars in the night
it's time to move on
those days are gone
forevermore
disappeared
nobody hears me when I speak
no one takes notice that I'm here
I can do anything I want to
because in their minds I've disappeared
Tuesday, December 5, 2017
there is no good news
there is no good news
I'm sorry to say
if you want some good news
you should call it a day
'cause good news is something
that all of us lack
it's the human condition
we believe good news will come back
if you're craving bad news
there's plenty of that
in fact, all that bad news
is simply old hat
'cause bad news is common
to find it ain't hard
you can start by looking
in your own back yard
but still we look
for a fuckin' silver lining
in the grayest of skies
we believe the sun is shining
somewhere else and
tomorrow's our turn
sometimes I wonder
when will we learn?
there is no good news
your dreams you should shelve
there is no good news
I keep telling myself
there is no good news
move along
there ain't nothing to see
there is no good news
so why do I disagree
(inspired by a comment by Marc Maron)
Monday, December 4, 2017
front door
don't make me go out there
I beg of you
please
can't you understand
that I got this disease
I've seen all I can
and I can't see no more
don't make me go out
the front door
the world can do
without me today
it's best that I stay
far, far, far far away
there's national geographic
if I need to explore
please don't make me leave
keep shut the front door
I don't believe I need to know
I'm going to look around it though
the way that I feel
I can't really explain
except here inn my room
is where I must remain
today
tomorrow
forevermore
please don't make me
go out the front door
Sunday, December 3, 2017
fist meets bone
when fist meets bone
you hear a crack
you see it coming
you're under attack
but it's not so much
the damage done
it's that it came
from flesh and blood
when fist meets bone
in families
it's an untreatable
disease
you can't see it
but its always there
you can never
be prepared
you can never
be prepared
when fist meets bone
when you're the kid
you're first in line
when it's time to get hit
it's the family way
it's home sweet home
you never forget
when fist meets bone
Saturday, December 2, 2017
full speed ahead
it's full speed ahead
but I don't know how to do it
you say there's nothing to it
but for me it's step by step
it's backwards and forwards
and backwards again
I want destinations
allI get are dead ends
I'll see you up front
I'll be back here instead
taking my detours
full speed ahead
there ain't no straight like
there's ain't no pirate map
and between you and me
all this philosophy
is a heap of crap
you're just always searching
you're looking to go
on some spiritual journey
where the fuck, I don't know
the road I've been heading
the lights are all red
while you tail gate behind me
full speed ahead
yeah, it's full speed ahead
I've heard it all before
yada yada yada
forgive me if I snore
me, I've had my daydream
with disappointment attached
let's drink to forgotten failures
here's to me
down the hatch
you'll forget this tired face
but remember what I said
he who hopes has a price to pay
but anyway
full speed ahead
Friday, December 1, 2017
because you asked
how am I?
you know better than to ask that question
the answer's clear
by the way, did I forget to mention
that it's all going bad
the world is so fuckin' sad
any hope I ever had
is disappearing
I am fearing
everything I feel
how am I?
well, I'm sure glad that weed is legal
in the northwest
'cause smoking weed is all I ever do
because life hurts too much
simply living is too rough
let me up, I've had enough
of this existence
I need assistance
in everything I feel
how am I?
it's safe to say that I'm extremely pissed
what about?
it's best to ask my therapist
so now you're in quite a jam
I'm sure now that you're really glad
you asked me how I am
and I've told you the truth
better get out while you can
you'd better make your move
because it's sad but true
when you ask how are you
to the likes of me
I might tell you what's real
and that's not something
you want to hear or see
but, in other words,
I'm fine
thanks for asking
now I have a question, too
how
are
you?
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