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.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
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