The more I know,
the less I understand.
All the things I thought I knew,
I'm learning again.
I've been tryin' to get down
to the heart of the matter.
But I think it's about
forgiveness,
forgiveness.
...
All these times are so uncertain.
There's a yearning undefined
and people filled with rage.
We all need a little tenderness.
How can love survive
in such a graceless age ?
The trust and self-assurance
that lead to happiness,
they're the very things
we kill I guess.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
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