The Fray - Absolute

Ive seen this one before, the girl she gets away
Everybody knows it but no one tries to stop it
Cause she barely even knows him but if she could see inside
Everything is quiet as she waits to tell him who she is

Is this all we get to be absolute

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

Its a kiss sits upon on her lips that waits for planes and battle ships
She wants to be a dancer and he has got a picture
On his wall and its a sailor in a new port every night
Yet man was born to trouble like sparks fly upwards innocent

Is this all we get to be absolute

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

All we are and all we want
40 years come and gone
All we are in photographs
Will never be taken

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want you here
Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

I'm standing under a white flag
Saturday, January 22, 2011
reality

reality always hits me hard.
call it think too much,
call it whatever fuck,
call me a loser.
i dont care.

cause life doesnt need me to feel happy about it.
sure, it helps if u are,
but no point if u aint.

know the reality of life,
thats all.
make an informed decision.
that wont lead to regret,
be it a morally right or wrong one.

because even morals are man-made.
this life we have now is man-made.

there could be a time when man hunted their food regularly for survival.
other than that, they do whatever they want.
fight for space, kill people, burn a tree just to watch.
they made informed decisions too.

some stuff is always known but never meant to be said.
and some stuff i didnt need to hear when im in deep shit.
definitely throwing worse shit or the current shit in my face to see isnt going to help.
because i know the current shit.
and im going to wallow in my self pity because its the only thing that i can do.
and do successfully.

studies fail.
family fail.
violin fail.
bicycle pass, cant do.
talk cock pass, unethical.
sleep, pass.

the term 'backseat driving' should be known as unethical too.

gosh i miss fourjay.

the reality of life requires you to move forward regardless of whatever you do.
if you fail,
stay behind or die.
game over.

who cares if you get a high score or not.
you're just playing a game that everyone else is playing.

i dont see why this game is played by everyone.
just to pass this game.
this race.

ah whatever.
summarise:
dont have a direction in life and dont feel like going on.
pointing you in the direction you're running is pointless.
pushing you may only injure your thighs,
convicing you may work only if you're gullible as a green bear.

think im too harsh.
but its never as harsh as what im facing.
not even mentioning in detail what shit i am in.

everyone may be the same but they are different.
also,
everyone may be different but they are the same.