Always, I have been here before.
I tried living backwards with her,
Asking the questions after her answers,
Falling in love once she was long gone.
But that was another, not the same, in a chain of serial Dulcineas.
But then you came along and climbed down from that pedestal,
you slapped me,
And I realized,
how you had been right,
You've got it all wrong. You're doing it wrong. Listen to that coarse voice because it is much more practical than you. There is nothing romantic about a pining Quixote, he's just another giant mouth to feed. Elevation and desire, the one you need is not the one you want, candy is sweet, but can give you indigestion. Life's best lessons are painful, don't ignore their value.
Hear that noise here: