by Grace Potter
You're running me ragged
I don't do the things I should
If the devil made a fire
You'd be the wood
I've just got one question
Answer me if you could
How can so much trouble
Look so goddamn good?
Look at the way that you've been living
Look at the love you should be giving
Look at what tomorrow left behind
Look at at the life that you've been missing
Look at the girl you could be kissing
Look what happened in the meantime
You gotta get yourself back home
Before I find you and kindly remind you
So come sit down beside me
With a dollar and a dime
And we'll drink away our fortunes
Here's to the meantime
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Here's to the Meantime
Labels: carpe diem, contentment, joy, Nocturnals
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