There’s a constant contradiction with what feels good, and what feels right, and you live with the decisions that you make in your life.
Every now and then, we find a special friend, who never lets us down, who understands it all, reaches out each time I fall. You are the best friend that I found. I know you can't stay, but part of you will never go away. I'll make a wish for you and hope it will come true, that life will be kind to such a gentle mind. And if you lose your way, think back on yesterday. Remember me this way.
We've known each other for so long, your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it. Inside we both know what's been going on, we know the game and we're gonna play it.
I'm quite in love with the human race and this planet we live on. I see life as very fresh and beautiful. People say to me 'Oh you have the world in your hands,' or 'You're young, and you have all these opportunities.' But that's not why I feel the way I do... I get very frustrated with the pace of my life -- I want so badly for people just to understand each other and communicate better. With all this technology is this the best we can do?
Every song falls short of the glory of what a song could be. That's why the urge is there to start again and yet again. Often it's the fault of rhyme. I've discovered a hundred times that there just aren't enough rhymes to say what I wanted to say, so I said something else instead. Sometimes it was a better thing, but the thing I meant to say went unsaid. So there's an opening for another song.
Never count your friends on sunny days for they all will be around, count your friends on the rainy days when the clouds are grey and lightning shakes the ground. It is then you painfully see the type of friend they really are, when Life delivers a sharp blow do they stay and try to heal the scar? The friends you count during this storm are ones to commend, these people stood their ground these people are labeled 'True Friend'. When the rain finally stops and your new day is here, you will be amazed that after a violent storm a rainbow can appear. Be careful not to begin your count, see what friends the rainbow can make, remember, these are not your true friends their loyalty is fake. Keep sight of the friends that remained when the rain poured down, now begin your count of real friends ones you know will always be around.
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go.
A farewell is neccesary before we can meet again, and meeting again, after moments or a lifetime is certain for those who are friends.
I been on this road for a long time now. At times it seems like the road is never gonna end. On this road there's a lotta hills and mountains, peaks and valleys, even a lot of potholes on this road. It's never smooth, on this road of life. I don't know where I'm going, I just know where I wanna end up.
Did you hear about that woman who got paid $3 million for spilling hot coffee on her crotch at McDonalds? Three million dollars!! I wish someone had given me that opportunity before I wasted all that time in college! If they had just laid it all out for me 'Ok, you can spend four to five years at a local university, graduate, and earn maybe $30,000 a year, working every single day for the rest of your life. Or...scaling hot java on your crotch- three million!' I'd be like, 'Could that be de-caf? I get irritable.