The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good
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On my leaving

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And when they tell you that you don't know what you're doing now
And when they tell you that you're not the one to live your life
And when they tell you that they think that you're just marking time

And when they tell you that they think that you're in trouble now
And when they tell you that you're wasting the best years of your life
And when they tell you that you'll never get a single thing right
Well, put up a fight

But this is the life
No matter what they say
You know that
This is the life
For better or worse
It'll stay that way

And when they tell you that they think they've got you figured out
And when they tell you that they think they know what makes you tick
And when they step with their twelve-point program for being like them

And when they tell you that you're blowing every chance you get
And when they tell you that you're setting up a life of regret
And when they tell you that you can't get a single thing straight
Well, it's too late

Cause this is the life
No matter what they say
You know that
This is the life
No matter what they do
You know that
This is the life
For better or worse
You'll see it through

And when they gather 'round like a coven of witches
With their sneering pity
tell the sons of bitches
tell the sons of bitches
tell the sons of bitches

This is the life
This is the life


ALoP
You dig down—underground now
Through the soil, through the cooling clay
As the din fades above you
You're moving, you're secret, you're nowhere, it's all good

And no lights lead you onwards
No signs point you on your way
Just earth in all directions
It's endless, it's mapless, no compass, no North Star

You're gone cause they can't find you
You're lost cause they don't know the way
They blame themselves, they blame each other
They're angry, they're sorry, they're worried,
You don't care.

The shovels scrape somewhere up there
They just want to know if you're okay
Morse code tapped with hammers
You hear it, you know it, ignore it,
You're on your way.

But at some point, aww, you've gotta come up for air
You wipe the rocks and mud and dirt out of your hair
You're blind and queasy with growing sense of despair
You don't know anyone.

You look around, yeah, trying to find someone you know
You put your hand up in the air, you kinda wave "Hello"
But if they do care, aww, they're not letting it show
This can't be new to you.

There's a feeling coming back
Connected by one thread
It's pulling at your hands like a spiderweb
Like a kite that isn't there

If it's a life of possibilities that pulls you away
That claws and tears and challenges you to stay
Well, then...
If it's a life of possibilities that you've got to live well don't be surprised when they don't remember you
Or simply don't want to
yeah yeah yeah
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