Messenger Puppet

It took two weeks, but finality is achieved. Me and the transitional, “back in the saddle” thing – we’re done.  I just need to remember not to combine proximity and beer, because there is only one outcome, and it is the opposite of being done…

We could sail away
Or catch a freight train
Or a rocket ship into outer space
Nothin’ left to do
Too many things were said
To ever make it feel
Like yesterday did

Seasons must change
Separate paths, separate ways
If we blame it on anything
Let’s blame it on the rain

I knew it all along
I’d have to write this song
Too young to fall in love
Guess we knew it all along

That’s alright, that’s okay
We were walkin’ through some youth
Smilin’ through some pain

That’s alright, that’s okay
Let’s turn the page

My friends called today
Down from L.A.
They were shooting pool all night
Sleeping half the day

They said I could crash
If I could find my own way
I told them you were leaving
On a bus to go away

That’s alright, that’s okay
We were two kids in love
Trying to find our way
That’s alright, that’s okay
Held our dreams in our hands
Let our minds run away
That’s alright, that’s okay
We were walkin’ through some youth
Smilin’ through some pain
That’s alright, let’s turn the page

And remember what I say girl
And it goes this way

Girl, don’t go away mad…
Girl, just go away

Don’t Go Away Mad (Just Go Away) (c) Motley Crue