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Inspiration: White Blood Cells.

Don't You (Don't) Wish You Were Me

I had three times the chance
to play Mr. Knight
I had three times the choices,
None of them seemed right

I've got myself an old Pontiac,
the same old deal you'd know.
Trials and tribulations are the answer,
three times makes you wanna say go

I drove into the night, past the streetlights
got to see inside my own head by looking
right in front of my face
Saw that nothing good was really cooking

Highlights of the busy busy boy,
Going the wrong way when he tries to
do everything the way others say it should
so he sits in his room and thinks it through

So I sit in my room and think it through.
I thought it through, I thought aloud.
Now I've got not even hell's chance of luck,
and they see me as one face in the crowd.

Wow, very impressive.

Inspiration: Well, life sucks. That inspiration enough for ya?

Procastination Lament

I'd cry but it's all the same,
and I've got no one else to blame.
I'd fight back if the opponent wasn't me;
I wish I could exist as what I want to be.

My eyes should be gone because of my own hand,
But I know that the memory's burned in me forever.
Words sink deeper on a written page,
Twisting emotions like a spoon in the hand of Geller.

Life shouldn't be this much pain from effort
that wasn't ever taken.
My emotions shouldn't be this bleak
from just being mistaken.

I wish I could know beforehand
things that destroy my dreams.
What hope I had has now faded away
Like rainmade puddles and streams.

All it needed to be was a chance,
a bit of self-esteem and pride.
I waited, waited past my time, so my chance,
the only chance, it turned to dust and died.

So I'd cry if it would help
But I know that it wouldn't take me far
I've thrown myself into the heart of nothing
And now she's farther away than the stars.

Inspiration: 2:00 AM and "Bartender" are quite a potent poetic partnership.

Rites

If there's a light at the end of this tunnel
won't you wake me up to let me see it
If there's troubled times ahead
won't you snap me out of my trance
and if you're going to go down in flames
can't you grab onto my hand and take me with you

If you're going to bury me, put me away right
and if you're going to save me, feel my light
I'm not the only one who may need saving here
if you need to speak, speak now or bite your tongue
miracles don't need to be interrupted to be done

if you're going down in flames
won't you tell me why?
If you need me to help you
you've just got to ask
All I need is a moment of your life
for miracles and for love
Maybe once I raise you from fire
You can finally bury me right
And my spirit can rest
My soul can sleep tonight