terça-feira, 18 de maio de 2010

The weakness in me

Slow down, you crazy child. You're so ambitious for a juvenile. But then if you're so smart, tell me why are you still so afraid? Where's the fire? What's the hurry about? You better cool it off before you burn it out. You got so much to do and only so many hours in a day. Don't you know that when the truth is told that you can get what you want or you can just get old? You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through.

Slow down, you're doing fine. You can't be everything you wanna be before your time, although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight. Too bad, but it's the life you lead, you're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need. Though you can see when you're wrong, you know, you can't always see when you're right. You've got your passion. You've got your pride, but don't you know that only fools are satisfied? Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true.

Slow down, you crazy child. Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while. It's all right you can afford to lose a day or two.

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