Eddie Arana, Rick Thibodeau, & Chris Bakunas San Diego, Ca. March 2012

Eddie Arana, Rick Thibodeau, & Chris Bakunas San Diego, Ca. March 2012
Eddie Arana, Rick Thibodeau, & Chris Bakunas at Luche Libre Taco Shop in San Diego, March 2012

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Sitting Amidst The Rubble Of The Past

Don't condemn, don't condemn, don't condemn
It's hard enough making a go of it in this rough world
Without you judging just 'cause it didn't work out 
Like you wanted

C'mon, you had quite a few nice times
Think hard, remember, there were plenty of good days
It's only now when the tap's turned off
That you want to destroy everything around you

People change their minds, happens everyday
One day they will tell you how much you mean to them
The next they are wiping away 
Their prints from a knife sticking out of your back
It's just how some people are, sometimes

Walk away, walk alone for as long as it takes
To get your head clear, to exorcise the demons
Step back, you'll be able to clearly see
That everybody struggles hard to be free 
Everybody struggles just like you, just like me

Don't condemn, don't condemn, don't condemn
It's hard enough making a go of it in this rough world
Without you judging just 'cause it didn't work out
Like you wanted

Find a place in the sunshine
Find a place where life is moving with grace
No need to wallow or stagnate in the shadows
You've got to get yourself to a better place

Someday, probably sooner than you imagine
You'll be living like life is again a dream
All this disappointment and anger will seem so long ago
You'll struggle to remember why you ever wasted a moment
Of precious time turning friends into opponents

Everything will feel alright once again
You'll stop feeling as if you were made the fool
Everything will balance out, all those knots will be undone
You'll lie awake wondering how you ever doubted
That everything would work out for the best in the long run

Don't condemn, don't condemn, don't condemn
Forgive, forget, move along, move on
Leave all the ugly words and actions behind
Without a word of grief or twinge of guilt

Don't condone, don't condone, don't condone

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