01 April 2007

Sometimes

Large fingers pushing paint
You're god and you've got big hands
The colors blend... the challenges you give man

Seek my part... devote myself
My small self... like a book amongst the many on a shelf
Sometimes I know, sometimes I rise
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't
Sometimes I cringe, sometimes I live
Sometimes I walk, sometimes I kneel
Sometimes I speak of nothing at all
Sometimes I reach to myself, dear god

Pearl Jam, Sometimes

I always feel more connected and less crazy when I listen to Pearl Jam, like maybe there's at least one other person out there that has the same doubts, hopes, angst, fears.

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