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TaoMan1121 (profile) wrote,
on 7-18-2005 at 9:06pm
Current mood: here
Music: Damien Rice - Older Chests
Wrote all this at work today:

"This whole NYC process was supposed to be about me becoming completely independent, function fully on my own. Instead, it has become a lesson in learning how to rely on others for their guidance and emotional support. Put simply, it's made me realize that for all I've ever done to try and do things on my own, that stubborness may have made things needlessly harder on myself. It's a screwed up time to realize a thing like that, I know, but for some reason, I've always been the sort of "don't it always seem to go/that you don't know what you got 'til it's gone" type of personality."

"Maybe this transition will work because it will force me to lose the very thing that has been keeping my psyche in chains for so long now: control. Perhaps by giving up my narrow repetoire of reacting to the world and forcing myself to adapt to new surroundings, I will break down the barriers that have held me back in the past. Over the years I have carved myself a very confined zone of comfort, and by choosing to release that comfort I am putting myself through one of the greatest trials of my life, but also engaging one of the greatest opportunities to enrich it."

Damien Rice says...

Older Chests
Older chests reveal themselves
Like a crack in a wall
Starting small, and grow in time
And we always seem to need the help
Of someone else
To mend that shelf
Too many books
Read me your favourite line

Papa went to other lands
And he found someone who understands
The ticking, and the western man's need to cry
He came back the other day, you know
Some things in life may change
And some things
They stay the same

Like time, there's always time
On my mind
So pass me by, I'll be fine
Just give me time

Older gents sit on the fence
With their cap in hand
Looking grand
They watch their city change
Children scream, or so it seems,
Louder than before
Out of doors, and into stores with bigger names
Mama tried to wash their faces
But these kids they lost their graces
And daddy lost at the races too many times

She broke down the other day, yeah you know
Some things in life may change
But some things they stay the same

Like time, there's always time
On my mind
So pass me by, I'll be fine
Just give me time
Time, there's always time
On my mind
Pass me by, I'll be fine
Just give me time
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