They say that these are not the best of times
But they're the only times I've ever known
And I believe there is a time for meditation
In cathedrals of our own
Now I have seen that sad surrender in my mother's eyes
I can only stand apart and sympathize
For we are always what our situations hand us
Its either sadness or euphoria
So we'll argue and we'll compromise
And realize that nothing's ever changed
For all our mutual experience
Our separate conclusions are the same
Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity
A reason coexists with our insanity
Though we choose between reality and madness
Its either sadness or euphoria
How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies
Perhaps we'll help fulfill each other's fantasies
And as we stand upon the ledges of our lives with our respective similarities
Its either sadness or euphoria (Lyrics by Billy Joel)
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I love springtime.
I do...
But it's when I lost you... and every cell seems to remember.
And all the losses... now fo friends children too...
They all overwhelm my heart sometimes.
The world is so beautiful. But so fierce. Some flowers bloom and blooms...some you miss if you don't step outside that day....
Thursday, April 18, 2019
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