If I could live again,
I’d want to live it all.
I wouldn’t stir or strive when
Half-baked urges came to call.
**** what everybody does.
**** the things done just to prove.
I wouldn’t change how anybody was;
I’d learn to transform my own groove.
If I could live again,
I’d sail my dreams for gold.
I’d ride out all my hunches, then
I’d learn to live them bold.
I’d never go half wanting,
And I wouldn’t go if shoved.
I’d seek only what was haunting
Me, and only things I loved.
Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 2:24 PM UTC
If I could live again,
I’d want to live it all.
I wouldn’t stir or strive when
Half-baked urges came to call.
**** what everybody does.
**** the things done just to prove.
I wouldn’t change how anybody was;
I’d learn to transform my own groove.
If I could live again,
I’d sail my dreams for gold.
I’d ride out all my hunches, then
I’d learn to live them bold.
I’d never go half wanting,
And I wouldn’t go if shoved.
I’d seek only what was haunting
Me, and only things I loved.
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