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Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Anyone For Lemonade





You've got a lot of nerve

To say you are my friend

When I was down

You just stood there grinning




You've got a lot of nerve

To say you got a helping hand to lend

You just want to be on

The side that's winning




You say I let you down

You know it's not like that

If you're so hurt

Why then don't you show it




You say you lost your faith

But that's not where it's at

You had no faith to lose

And you know it




I know the reason

That you talk behind my back

I used to be among the crowd

You're in with




Do you take me for such a fool

To think that I'd make contact

With the one who tries to hide

What he don't know to begin with




You see me on the street

You always act surprised

You say, "How are you?" "Good luck"

But you don't mean it




When you know as well as me

You'd rather see me paralyzed

Why don't you just come out once

And scream it




No, I do not feel that good

When I see the heartbreaks you embrace

If I was a master thief

Perhaps I'd rob them




And now I know you're dissatisfied

With your position and your place

Don't you understand

It's not my problem




I wish that for just one time

You could stand inside my shoes

And just for that one moment

I could be you




Yes, I wish that for just one time

You could stand inside my shoes

You'd know what a drag it is

To see you


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