Tue
May
26
“
I was born to start a revolution
It would be my contribution
to a worldwide resurrection
I was born to start a million fires
The joy of men’s desires
was laid in my hand
But I was born a weak and worried thinker
with an eagerness to know myself
that throws it all away
‘Cos all I can think of is
love and Saturday
and how the golden road can seize to glare
Oh, man
What if I just don’t gave a damn?
How wonderful
But after all the worst can’t be that bad
Oh, man
What if I knew how to say
“Stop
no, let go”?
