who are you to judge/
suffering from the HUMAN condition it's unavoidable
we all do it.
guilty before creation, from the very beginning.
accept what you're given
but strive for more/for better?
perfection is impossible
maybe imperfection is perfection, in my eyes/
making perfection possible, perhaps.
contradictions everywhere, everything
updownrightleftyesnoblackwhiteredbluemaybe
i always have to walk down both streets
and that's where i am today.
half way between lonely usa and paradise
but i think i left my heart out in the snow
waiting for it to thaw
waiting for it's constant warm beat to come back to life.
and it's a whole lot of waiting and seeing
admitting and feeling
i'll cope by painting.
if you find a heart
please call or write
or feed it to your pet.
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