I'm not coming back, I'm not gonna react, I'm not doing shit for you
I'm not sitting around while you are tearing it down around us
I'm not living a lie while you swim in denial
'Cause you're already dead and gone
You'll leave me out on the curb just like everyone else before you

Welcome to my world
Where everyone I ever need always ends up leaving me alone
Another lesson burned and I'm drowning in the ashes
Kicking, screaming, welcome to my world

I don't care what you think, I'm not seeing a shrink, I'm not doing this again
I'm not another student or a mother to take your shit out on
So let's see what you got and let's see what you're not
And whatever else you pretend
You've defended my intentions long enough

Welcome to my world
Where everyone I ever need always ends up leaving me alone
Another lesson burned and I'm drowning in the ashes
Kicking, screaming, welcome to my world

So here I am again, in the middle of the end
The choice I wish I'd made, I always make too late

Welcome to my world
Where everyone I ever need always ends up leaving me alone
Another lesson burned and I'm drowning in the ashes
Kicking, screaming,
welcome to my world...

heal over

It isn't very difficult to see why
You are the way you are
Doesn't take a genius to realize
That sometimes life is hard
It's gonna take time
But you'll just have to wait
You're gonna be fine
But in the meantime

Come over here lady
Let me wipe your tears away
Come a little nearer baby
'Cause you'll heal over
Heal over
Heal over someday

And I don't wanna hear you tell yourself
That these feelings are in the past
You know it doesn't mean they're off the shelf
Because pain's built to last
Everybody sails alone
But we can travel side by side
Even if you fail
You know that no one really minds

Don't hold on but don't let go
I know it's so hard
You've got to try to trust yourself
I know it's so hard...

so hard

Come over here lady
Let me wipe your tears away
Come a little nearer baby
'Cause you'll heal over,

heal over someday...

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

battle

You thought we'd be fine
(All this time) gone by
Now your asking me to listen,
well then tell me 'bout everything
No lies, we're losing time

'cause this is a battle
and it's your final last call
It was a trial, you made a mistake, we know
But why aren't you sorry, why aren't you sorry, why?
This can be better, you used to be happy to try

You've got them on your side
And they won't change their minds
Now it's over and I'm feeling like we missed out on everything
I just hope it's worth the fight

This is a battle
and it's your final last call
(Why'd you have to let it go?)
It was a trial, you made a mistake, we know
(Can't you see you've hurt me so?)
Why aren't you sorry, why aren't you sorry, why?
Things can be better, you can be happy, try

'cause this is a battle
and it's your final last call
It was a trial, you made a mistake, we know
(Can't you see you've hurt me so?)
But why aren't you sorry, why aren't you sorry, why?
This can be better...
we can be happy...
try...

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home, again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole, again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young, again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away, I will always love you
However long I stay, I will always love you
Whatever words I say, I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free, again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean, again

However far away, I will always love you
However long I stay, I will always love you
Whatever words I say, I will always love you
I will always love you...

Rest in Peace, Les.
I should have come to see you when I was in New York the time before this most recent trip. I was selfish. I'm sorry.

The climbs were closed for the peregrine falcon nesting season... but I just read that three chicks "flew the coop" so they were opening the climbs back up.

Done with the ponies for the day... goin'... to a go-go at this fine estate for the evening.

This is what I was doing, today... how 'bout you?

P.S. -  Thoroughbreds are frickin' sweet.

When your niece loves "Bob L'Eponge" and you have a Crayola Color Explosion pad at your control... ya do what ya gotta do.