We can’t tell if its the hormones or the drugs
But the mix of them is just a bit too much for us
We don’t all stay positive even though the love
In our lives is just as confused as everybody else’s
And the sweet looking thing in the corner of the room
Isn’t so out of place here as to be abnormal
But yeah, man, we know who we are
Though all our common ties are invisible
And though I’d been stoned I felt invincible
Hey, even emotions can be fictional
And the disagreeable thing in the corner of the room
Wants what she wants, a house to hold her haunts
And it’s all okay to rain on your own parade
But when the water hits my floats I get more than afraid
I feel angry and betrayed and not so sure I’m gentle
And the night of the fight and the three hundred pills
We were outside getting violent chills
Hey, but I try to stay positive through the shit
The murk and murder that comes with these deals
Now the person in the corner’s taken too much to handle
Hey, but stay positive even when you’ve had too many hits
But she had a right to be disagreeable, that’s foreseeable
But still I try to be amenable, cause this was all preventable.
And the night of the fight involving a place to stay
There was ecstasy involved, burnt out and heretical
And I didn’t see all the shit that went down there
I just heard about it; but the actions were confirmed
And the sad sad people around all acted burned
Even though most of them weren’t actually players
So the soothsayer and the naysayers argued
But he lived there as an act of charity because
The mushroom deal failed
And the acid deal failed
And the ecstasy deal failed
Even the weed deal failed
And in a trade of these kinds
Both sides must offer something
With words and thanks come nothing
I bet all these lives wish they could rewind
But hey, man, he stayed positive
Words and wisdom and binging got flaunted
Hey, man, at least he stayed positive
We all seemed to get what we thought we wanted
And this last September, when I got estranged
I was thankful just as much as I was ashamed
Cause I was tired and more than that, exhausted
I was sick of the games that all of us pawns play
“I’m so utterly alone and I have nobody.”
That’s better than being with just somebody
I’m tired of self-congratulation and self-flagellation
And the eternity of continuing thoughtless deliberation
That comes with sucking-up for only one motivation
See, he’s failed to stay positive
And the night of the fight involving three hundred pills,
He was caught in the middle with the sickest of ills
But that’s not excuse for all the games he played
Cause he failed to stay positive in every single way
The rut that you’re now in is purely temporary;
All ditches have both a beginning and an end.
And if you lift your head high to see over the edge
You’ll see why it is that I say ‘It’s gorgeous out today.’