The Meaning of Life

i thought i was gonna get hit by a bus or something the day after wrote this...


there's nothing much more i can write except death
with each breath i take pleasure in time that i've left
and whoever should judge what i do or i say
can go straight on to hell and move out of my way

because i have my reasons and i have my wishes
and i have my ghosts in my closet and i've dirty dishes
and i have a dream that i have to make real
with the cards i received in an unlucky deal

try and stop me the world will, it has done before
but this just doesn't matter to me anymore
if my heart should stop beating my veins will stop bleeding
but you and i know that you'll never stop reading

the meaning of life as i know it
is only one rock and how far you can throw it
just hold it and you'll never know what you missed
i don't understand math but i understand this

that whatever one does in this world is done once
and no matter how much life can hurt
one can learn to adjust
there is only one thing one should know
and that's do what you want while you can
there you go
© 2004