3 Responses to “I’m Off My Game At The Moment”

1. MEH on February 4th, 2009 2:40 am

   Suppose I said I am on my best behavior
   And there are times I lose my worried mind

   Would you want me when Im not myself?
   Wait it out while I am someone else?

   Suppose I said Colors change for no good reason
   And words will go From poetry to prose

   Would you want me when Im not myself?
   Wait it out while I am someone else?

   And i, in time, will come around
   I always do for you

   Suppose I said you’re my saving grace

   Would you want me when I’m not myself?
   Wait it out while I’m someone else?

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   Too many shadows in my room
   Too many hours in this midnight
   Too many corners in my mind
   So much to do to set my heart right
   Oh it’s taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
   Oh but if i take my heart’s advice
   I should assume it’s still unsteady
   I am in repair, i am in repair

   Stood on the corner for a while
   To wait for the wind to blow down on me
   Hoping it takes with it my old ways
   And brings some brand new luck upon me
   Oh it’s taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
   Oh but if i take my heart’s advice
   I should assume it’s still unsteady
   I am in repair, i am in repair

   And now i’m walking in the park
   All of the birds they dance below me
   Maybe when things turn green again
   It will be good to say you know me

   Oh it’s taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
   Oh but if i take my heart’s advice
   I should assume it’s still unsteady
   Oh i’m never really ready, yeah, oh, i’m never really ready
   I’m in repair, i’m not together but i’m getting there

2. smalls on February 5th, 2009 12:56 am

   “The little car started to go faster and faster as Milo’s brain whirled with activity, and down the road they went. In a few moments they were out of the Doldrums and back on the main highway. All the colors had returned to their original brightness, and as they raced along the road Milo continued to think of all sorts of things; of the many detours and wrong turns that were so easy to take, of how fine it was to be moving along, and most of all, of how much could be accomplished with just a little thought. And the dog, his nose in the wind, just sat back, watchfully ticking.”

3. MEH on February 5th, 2009 1:17 am

   Wait, did you borrow that? I just yelled at one of my former students for losing it.

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