Anyway It's Not That Bad

Two fifteen on a Thursday And the same fuse blew again Every curse that I can think of For the last thing I plugged in I storm out into the alley Where my neighbor sees me cry As I throw my kettle in the garbage Insist that I am fine And you, you, you Meet a friend to shout over strangers We pretend we wish would leave With prearranged avoided topics And our eyes on the TV We trip up a time or two Say "anyway, it's not that bad" Trade solemn nods about quitting drinking As two more pints go on my tab And you, you, you I can wrap myself in some intentions To make this solitude a friend With elegant interpretations Of the emptiness I'm in Oh, the vastness of one lifetime A sea of love that never ends Oh, the infinite becoming The potential to transcend But my mind has left the party It's appraising possessions In some imaginary bargain Where I can touch your face again And you, you, you You, you, you