Sunday, May 20, 2012

I'm Going To Figure It Out One Of These Days

                                              No Flower More Beautiful in My Garden...

There I was - like every other old man trying to hold on to his youth
The bartender really didn't want to have to deal with it
She'd heard enough stories of one's that got away
From guys better looking, richer, and a lot less drunker


Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat nice
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat decent


In the meantime, I'm here, like a demonic presence in a room
Emanating ill will from the walls
In the meantime, I'm here, like a chronic ambivalence in costume
Knocking back a shot of Walker Blue


Someday I will meet someone or maybe not
I'm going to figure it out one of these days



Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday, though there's a chance I won't want to

Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday, though there's a chance I won't want to


There's a chance I won't want to
I just won't want to and I won't care


Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate












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