Sometimes I wonder...
What it would have been like to be in your place
Everything so strange, so sublime and beautiful
And even though there was pain, there was also love
Unconditional and true
And while Bukowski tells me that it is a dog from hell,
Its still the best dream I ever head
There might not be a Frank for me
nor a Gretchen Ross
But yet, I still hope to find my very own
tangent universe
I hope that when the time comes,
I will find the cellar door
And once inside, I will laugh with you
laugh and laugh
because we made it after all.
"going nowhere, going nowhere
no tomorrow, no tomorrow...
and I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad..."
No comments:
Post a Comment