| Before this odyssey ever began, Rachel there was you, your best friends and wide-eyed curiosity among you about who would be the first to leap, the first to forget the first to kiss, the first to tell, the first to fall the first to get back up, and the first to remember that it all began with a dare: to love in spite of it all. Is that you, Mergatroid? |
You want the clouds, but you don’t want the rain
Don’t wanna be found, but you still wanna play
Hide and seek and all those other games
You want the sun, but you don’t want the heat
You want those trees, but you don’t want no leaves
Falling in your drink at your table on the street
I know you want a little pet to give you some love
But you don’t wanna love it back when push comes to shove you
Nobody’s gonna love you like I once loved you
Well I don’t wanna love you, so I don’t love you back
It really is as simple as that
You want the dirt, but you don’t want the mud
Don’t want the blur, but you sure need the buzz
You wanna start, you wanna stop just because
You don’t want me now, but you may at some point
Well I aint gonna wait around, and I don’t wanna disappoint you
Well I’m never gonna love you, I am never gonna love you
Again...
It really is that simple my friend
| What if, Rachel, all that you had to look forward to were the things that are free like sunrises, wagging tails, holding hands, and your imagination. Would it all be worth it? Probably. What if you could trade-in some of your free stuff for fabulous wealth, fulfilling work, gorgeous looks or anything else that your heart desired? Would it all be worth it? Does a bear sleep in the woods? Is the Pope Catholic? Would you like syrup with your French Toast? Visualize, Rachel. Before the price goes up. The Universe |
