don't take me for a cracked window pane

(some sad song)

in the church

one day you'll get hurt

in the school

teacher's such a fool

and if they would ever come

around here

they would ever come

blame it on my style

take a pill

don't tell me how to feel

bad news

and tunes

sing it from the high

singing some sad song

Uncle Sam

playing in the sand

understand

hold my hand

time is never going to stop

running

never going to stop

take me to the top

of the trees

don't take me for a cracked

window pane

bad news

and tunes

are shining from the high

singing some sad song

don't rehearse

this is the last verse

in the hearse

going through your purse

and if they would ever laugh

not here

they would ever laugh

blame it on my style

once again

don't take me for a ride

in the rain

bad news

and tunes

shining from the high

singing some sad song

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three weeks ago in the car, (solana avenue midnight wanderlust, trying not to collapse) I heard this song for the first time in over two years.

I started sobbing.

I feel different and I don't like it.

I'm more irratated than anxious.

I'm worried and worried that there is more sobbing in my future.

(I just need to figure out if I can love you and love myself at the same time)

all I can promise is to try

and I'll try

and I'll fight

oh ambiguous angst blog..