Tuesday, 2 February 2016

Things I Don't Understand

I'll sing my song like a rebel wild
For that I am and can't deny
But at least I'll know
Not to hurt
Not to push
Not to ache
And God knows.. not to try

Tamed imperfection, ordinarily. And for all those deductions for the wrong guy, an arrogant nous, a blasphemous pupil, an inconvenient friend, an unfocused psyche. Too many things I don't understand. 

Intriguing, this world.

Travis - Why Does It Always Rain On Me


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