No Matter How Bad It Was

At Least I Had Music Like This. A Temple with restorative powers, guaranteed, and so lucky to be aware of it. Happy Sun Day Mi Amigos!



Ride, ride my see-saw,
Take this place
On this trip
Just for me.

Ride, take a free ride,
Take my place
Have my seat
It's for free.

I worked like a slave for years,
Sweat so hard just to end my fears.
Not to end my life a poor man,
But by now, I know I should have run.

Run, run my last race,
Take my place
Have this number
Of mine.

Run, run like a fire,
Don't you run in
In the lanes
Run for time.

Left school with a first class pass,
Started work but as second class.
School taught one and one is two.
But right now, that answer just ain't true.

Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah

My world is spinning around,
Everything is lost that I found.
People run, come ride with me,
Let's find another place that's free.

Ride, ride my see-saw,
Take this place
On this trip
Just for me.

Ride, take a free ride,
Take my place
Have my seat
It's for free.

Ride, my see-saw.
Ride, ride, ride, my see-saw.
Ride, my see-saw...

 First Man:
  I think...
  I think I am.
  Therefore I am!
  I think...

Establishment: 
  Of course you are, my bright little star...
  I've miles and miles of files
  Pretty files of your forefather's fruit
  And now to suit our great computer
  You're magnetic ink!

     First Man: 
  I'm more than that
  I know I am...
  At least, I think I must be

     Inner Man: 
  There you go, man
  Keep as cool as you can
  Face piles of trials with smiles
  It riles them to believe
  That you perceive
  The web they weave...
  And keep on thinking free 

 

Wonderful day for passing my way
Knock on my door, even the score
With your eyes

Lovely to see you again, my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend

Dark cloud of fear is blowing away
Now that you're here, you're going to stay
'Cause it's...

Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend

Tell us what you've seen 
In faraway forgotten lands
Where empires have turned back to sand

Wonderful day for passing my way
Knock on my door and even the score
With your eyes

Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend 
 
 
Dear Diary, what a day it's been
Dear Diary, it's been just like a dream
Woke up too late, wasn't where I should have been
For goodness sake, what's happening to me?
Write lightly, yours truly, dear Diary

It was cold outside my door
So many people by the score
Rushing around so senselessly
They don't notice there's people like me
Write lightly, yours truly, dear Diary

They don't know what they're playing
No, they've no way of knowing what the game is
Still they carry on doing what they can
Outside me, oh politely, dear Diary

It's over, will tomorrow be the same?
I know that they're really not to blame
If they weren't so blind then surely they'd see
There's a much better way for them to be
Inside me, yours truly, dear Diary

[...Dear Diary, it was cold today
But the sun came out later 
So I went out and strolled about 
Looking at the shops
Didn't really see anything I liked
So I didn't buy anything.

On the way home, I posted a letter
Been quite a nice day...
Somebody exploded an H-bomb today 
But it wasn't anybody I knew...]