1-12-09
The joke’s on those who use smiles
as umbrella’s, don’t they realize a frown
would suit much better?
You see if you’re always awaiting disappointment
you never really let yourself get your hopes up,
You can’t really be thrown too hard to the ground,
At least that was the theory…
That was the theory until…

I lay in a stretcher at “rock bottom”
Surrounded by flowing alcoholic waterfalls
that were blocked off and echoing so horribly
by all these boulders, I was at rock bottom
but the ground below me just keeps on breaking,
The joke’s on me…again.

Life is always throwing us challenges
and I always just shove ‘em in my pockets,
Deal with ‘em later.

You see if you procrastinate just enough,
You can kind of force yourself to forget what’s real,
And then you’re in a sacred place – escaped the world,
At least that was the theory…
That was the theory until…

I lay in a stretcher at “rock bottom”
Surrounded by flowing alcoholic waterfalls
that were blocked off and echoing so horribly
by all these boulders, I was at rock bottom
but the ground below just keeps on breaking,
The joke’s on me…again.

And you see, if you set yourself up for disappointment
you’re not really hardening your shell at all,
“Just painting the world in an unfair colour” some would say,
but how do you paint in a colour you’ve never even heard of?
And how do you recover from such a significant blow?

Defence turns into offence and protection falls away ‘cause it was never was,
And all this work to harden a shell but you don’t realize the shell has been breaking
right from the start and the more protection you offer the more it breaks
under all this, under all this weight.