Thursday, November 24, 2011

I'm Still Here

She said to me over the phone
She wanted to see other people
I thought, "Well, look around, they're everywhere"
Said that she was confused
I thought, "Darling, join the club"
24 years old, mid-life crisis
Nowadays hits you, when you're young
I hung up, she called back
I hung up again, the process had already started
At least it happened quick
I swear I died, inside, that night
My friend he called, I didn't mention a thing
The last thing he said was, be sound, sound...
I contemplated in a awfull thing, I hate to admit
I just thought those would be such appropriate
Last words, but I'm still here, and small, so small...
How could this struggle seem so big? So big...
While the palm in the breeze still blow green
And the waves in the sea still absolute blue
But the horror 
Every single thing I see is a reminder of her
Never thought I'd curse the day I met her
And since she's gone and wouldn't hear
Who would care?
What good would that do?
But I'm still here
So I imagine in a month or 12
I'll be somewhere having a drink
Laughing at a stupid joke
Or just another stupid thing
And I can see myself stopping short
Drifting out of the present
Sucked by the under tow and pulled out deep
And there I am, standing
Wet grass and white headstones, all in rows
And in the distance, there's one, off on its own
So I stop, kneel, my new home
And I picture a sober awakening
A re-entry into this little bar scene
Sip my drink til the ice hits my lip
Order another round
And that's it for now
Never been too good at happy endings

This song is written by an extraordinary talented man named Eddie Vedder, dedicated to every single human who contemplate at awfull things, struggling for horror days, and never been too good at happy endings, but always keep standing.


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