[KeepGoing8]

I wanna have friends that I can trust,
that love me for the man I’ve become not the man I was.
I wanna have friends that will let me be
all alone when being alone is all that I need.
I wanna fit in to the perfect space,
feel natural and safe in a volatile place.
And I wanna grow old without the pain,
give my body back to the earth and not complain.
Will you understand …when I am to hold up a man?
And will you forget when we have paid our debt
who did we borrow from? Who did we borrow from?

Okay part two now clear the house.
The party’s over take the shouting and the people, get out.
I have some business and a promise that I have to hold to.
I do not care what you assume or what the people tell you.
Will you understand, when I am too old of a man?
Will you forget when we have paid our debt,
who did we borrow from, who did we borrow from?

I wanna have pride like my mother has,
And not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad.
And I wanna have friends that I can trust,
that love me for the man I’ll become, not the man that I was.

The Avett Brothers "The Perfect Space" song lyrics...listen to this beautiful song utube- it. I can't do poetry or make music...I get joy from finding songs by folks who can do those things I listen to the music and it conveys everything that I cannot...

[aria83]

Cool lyrics. I never heard of the Avett Brothers. I like music a lot too and while I don't always listen to all the lyrics, music helps me feel better when I'm down.

I know you didn't ask for advice or anything but maybe you or someone else would want to see this: http://www.happiness-project.com/hap...bout-it-m.html

[KeepGoing8]

Wow. Thanks for a great link! This is such an interesting project...and eerily in line with exactly what I can't stop thinking every day...there must be concrete actions I can take to propell me towards happiness. I KNOW I can be happy, and have been before, but I forget sometimes...
My favorite quote from the site:
" imaginary evil is romantic and varied;
Real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring.
Imaginary good is boring;
Real good is always new, marvelous intoxicating."
Simone Weil