To the dawn,,everything we’ve done is wrong- Beck, whiskeyclone hotel city
You’ll have times like that.
Look around and wonder what the fuck,
The drive home is blue skies and backroads, fields and trees and a Japanese lady singing to me.
There’s puffy clouds and sunshine and you can feel every bit of it.
And you might ask yourself
“How is it so crazy?”
How has this ride intruded so deeply into your thought?
Why oh why, is it the fucking world to these people?
(Because it all hangs in the balance)
Your life, My life, our ability and freedom to look up at a blue sky,
In peace.
Did you hear what the fuck I said to you?
IN PEACE.
Without the world watching,
Without that shit show on your shoulders.
Fucka yesterday, fucka tomorrow,
Fuck everything that has gone wrong and everything yet to fail.
That one moment with the hills and the sky and the car.
Take away the car?
Fuck you, it’s still there.
It’s there and it’s begging for you to drink, but you place yourself horizontally into bed, you wonder why your mouth is so dry. Wonder why the sweat beads off you and everything tastes so shitty..
Jesus Christ man.
It’s right there..
I didn’t have kids,
I’m not preparing anyone for anything and I’m not leaving behind anything for anyone.
I’m just telling you…
The sky is right the fuck there.
The plants, the grass, the periodic water falling from the sky…
And I know I got a nasty thought in my head, I got it a long time ago.
I know…
That trimming 4/5’s of the global population would fix everything..
I just know it.
But it’s my job, as a reasonable human being..to act like I don’t know that truth..
And it’s difficult.
(The sky is still pretty)
It is.
And my cat is awesome as fuck.
Let these motherfuckers hate you.
Let them.
Let them drink up poison.
Let them strut like this shit matters..
Let em.
If you let them take your Peace?
If you let them intrude on you and your very existence???
Then you don’t fuckin deserve it.
Little bitch.
Little sky ignoring bitch…
Shame on you.
Shame.
ON.
YOUUUUU..
dawn 