late summer sun | august 2011
scattered shadows on a wall, you watch the long light fall
some impressions stay and some will fade
tattered shoes outside your door, clothes all on the floor
your life feels like the morning after all year long
every day it starts again
you cannot say if you're happy
you keep trying to be
try harder, maybe, maybe
this is not your year
this is not your year
movies, t.v. screens reflect just what you expected
there's a world of shiny people somewhere else
out there following their bliss
living easy, getting kissed
while you wonder what else you're doing wrong
breathe through it, write a list of desires
make a toast, make a wish, slash some tires
paint a heart repeating, beating
"don't give up, don't give up"
scattered shadows on a wall, you watch the long light fall
some impressions stay and some will fade
away
every day it starts again
and someday you'll say you're happy
so keep trying to be
try harder, maybe, maybe
this is not your year
this is not your year, no
it's just not your year
this is not your year
[i remembered the weepies again this weekend. their album "say i am you" will forever be a
collection of songs that are so very dear to my heart for many reasons. now years and
years later, after a move and back and then a summer from hell,
the list of reasons continues to grow.]