11.19.2004

it's these times i love you

"These Times," by The Normals:

It’s these times that I could kiss you
It’s these times
when you’re asleep
It’s these times
you feel so dirty
It’s these times you feel so cheap
It’s these times
when you’re the loser
The times you’re gabbing on the phone
It’s these times
you’re singing love songs
It’s these times
you’re all alone
It’s these times
when you’re the victim
It’s these times
when you’re the saint
It’s these times
when you’re the bad guy
Who’s inflicting all the pain

It’s these times you sail the ocean
The times you wash up on the shore
It’s these times
you feed the hungry
It’s these times
you rob the poor
It’s these times you burn the house down
It’s these times
you’re getting burned
It’s these times you do the right thing
It’s these times you never learn
It’s these times that you deny me
And ignore everything I’ve done
It’s these times you crucify me
It’s these times
you’re still my son
It’s these times I love you
It’s these times I love you
It’s these times I love you
It’s these times I love you

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What I'm up to this rainy, early afternoon: back to laying on my futon, listening to "these times" over and over again, tears streaming down my face, holding on to my red cc blanket for dear life wondering... God... when will the hurt end...............

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