"A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds." Ralph Waldo Emerson Self-Reliance (1841) [5:23]
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printable version written :: 2002 spring Linfield desc :: At some point you wake up and realize you're in control of yourself. After not feeling this way for a long time, it is very liberating and at the same time scary -not knowing what to do with yourself. This song (for me) captures the nature of the untitled part of my life. [40:3:23] download/listen
Woke up one morning,
rolled out of bed.
Flipped on the light switch and noticed,
I wasn't dead.
I'm getting ready,
and wondering what for.
wanna put myself to sleep again
lay my head back on the floor.
CHORUS
This song's got no title,
and I've got no cares.
And I don't have anyone,
to keep me anywhere.
I'm free to make decisions,
and free to do it wrong.
Free to never title
one more stupid song.
You say that god is above us,
in charge of halos wings and souls.
And the sinners burn below us,
dance around like fools.
But there's one thing,
I just don't understand.
How can it be so black and white
when most of us are so bland.
Why do we need titles?
Where do you draw the line?
Sometimes the world is full of devils,
and sometimes it's divine.