01/08/02 Songtext
von John Reuben
01/08/02 Songtext
January 8th, 2002
Dear diary, I write this in hopes that the
Universe will finally receive me with open arms
Oh opposition, how long will you continue?
Opposition, how many tears must you draw?
But know this: Not every tear that has graced
My cheek has been a tear of confrontation
But some have been tears of joy
So on this eighth day of the new year
3:41 Central time, I stand confident
Oh my god of great goodness, is it possible, just
Maybe, that I can write halfway intelligent lyrics And make music that people might possibly like?
Is that possible?
Is it possible that what I do, is what I want to
Actually do, and not the result of selling out?
Oh hi little bluebird, you wonderful creation of joy
You′re beautiful
Sing to me
Sing to me bluebird
You sing beautiful
Now I'll sing to you
Reuben, what am I dibitty doin′?
Dear diary, I write this in hopes that the
Universe will finally receive me with open arms
Oh opposition, how long will you continue?
Opposition, how many tears must you draw?
But know this: Not every tear that has graced
My cheek has been a tear of confrontation
But some have been tears of joy
So on this eighth day of the new year
3:41 Central time, I stand confident
Oh my god of great goodness, is it possible, just
Maybe, that I can write halfway intelligent lyrics And make music that people might possibly like?
Is that possible?
Is it possible that what I do, is what I want to
Actually do, and not the result of selling out?
Oh hi little bluebird, you wonderful creation of joy
You′re beautiful
Sing to me
Sing to me bluebird
You sing beautiful
Now I'll sing to you
Reuben, what am I dibitty doin′?
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