Incidental Acts of Spontaneous Cerebral Violence

Friday, May 07, 2004

Sometimes, I guess there’s just not enough rocks

It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
Smiling faces I can see
But not for me
I sit and watch
As tears go by

My riches can't buy everything
I want to hear the children sing
All I hear is the sound
Of rain falling on the ground
I sit and watch
As tears go by

It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
Doin' things I used to do
They think are new
I sit and watch
As tears go by


Today, I’m sad. When proactivity drives one forward, it’s difficult when there is absolutely nothing one can do.




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