Gone Away

Visited a few friends last night and as usual, the discussion involved politics and religion.

I've always maintained that I don't so much fear death simply the manner in which it may come. "Gone Away" by Offspring is a simple plead for a lost one. Unfair, too soon are always things people say.

Others would say that some people live such a full life that it's used up long before some of us may even realise. Who truly knows, I suppose I'm rather curious and hope someday to finally have that answer. For now I suppose, I'll just keep looking up to the stars...

Maybe in another life
I could find you there
Pulled away before your time
I can't deal it's so unfair

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven's so far away
And it feels
Yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you've gone away

Leaving flowers on your grave
Show that I still care
But black roses and Hail Mary's
Can't bring back what's taken from me

I reach to the sky
And call out your name
And if I could trade
I would

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven's so far away
And it stings
Yeah it stings now
The world is so cold
Now that you've gone away
Gone away, gone away, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oooooo, yeah oooooo, oooooo, Ohh yeah.

I'll Save Your Soul
Whoa. Yeaaaaaeeeaaeah. Mm.

I reach to the sky
And call out your name
Oh please let me trade
I would

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven's so far away
And it feels
Yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you've gone away
Gone away, gone away, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

If the trade was there would I make it... or would I be more content to wait it out?

The Kids Aren't Alright

I've spent quite a bit of time wondering about how exactly it is that I've reached this point in life. All those funny things that seem to have taken their toll, but have directed us none the less. Funny how things work out I suppose.

Today's tune, "The Kids Aren't Alright" by The Offspring kinda takes a look back at what was verses what now is. It's amazing how much potential there was (still is) and how so many let that just fade away, evaporate before their very eyes.

When we were young the future was so bright
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big and not be beat

Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives

Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Jamie had a chance, well she really did
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

Jay committed suicide
Brandon OD'd and died
What the hell is going on
The cruelest dream, reality

Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Reality can be quite cruel. Makes you wonder why so many others then are surprised that I prefer to live in my own little world. I'll reject your reality and substitute my own.