Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Me.

Lately I’ve been thinking about some pretty strange things
More than I’ll admit
Like the exact moment that milk goes bad
And even then, isn't it good for something?
But not as much about why bad things happen to good folks
And age old questions,
But more about why good things happen at all
And why I don't notice them...

I should spend more time laughing at myself,
I should spend more time laughing.

You sing to me of dragons
You sing to me of businessmen-- and glorious potentiality,
And what it all has to do with me.

I’ll be the first to tell you that I never was too smart
Or I had no patience,
'Cause I never cared for science
Or studying commerce of distant nations.
But now you're teaching me of the people behind me
And how I've become them,
And of all the joys of history,
And all night fasting, and contemplation.

And how I should spend more time laughing at myself,
I should spend more time laughing.

You sing to me of dragons
You sing to me of businessmen-- and glorious potentiality,
And what it all has to do with me.

I know my prayers are common, and my words are simple and absent-minded.
But if there's one thing you've taught me
It’s of my freedom and how to find it.

You sing to me of silence,
You sing to me of bride and groom,
And beauty of a new perspective
And I see the truth reflected.


Lyrics by Derek Webb.

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