Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Getting Through

Is there such a thing,
As going in over your head?
Because if that is where I went with you,
I'd rather curl up in a ball instead.

I'd rather do everything my parents ever wanted,
And listen to my teachers' advice.
In retrospect, that's not a bad idea,
But I think you get my plight.

I'd rather tell the world it's fine as it is,
And drive a Hummer through the rain forest,
To the most pristine village still existing,
And leave them a the box set of "So You Think You Can Dance".

But it's alright,
I think we're going to be just fine,
Even if you have to stand on my shoulders,
And I have to hold my breath sometimes.

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