Outside In

Did you ever stop to notice, it's when you feel a little low, that the entire spinning universe descends to say hello with heavy-handed cheerfulness and a calculating smile and says,"Carry me awhile." But you don't have to carry much of anything at all. The biggest thoughts of bigger things are really pretty small. The major thoughts that occupy the minor state of mind are what we leave behind. Just a minor thought that we can leave behind.

Don't worry 'bout the future, you can't afford the price. There's madness to the method when you pay the piper twice. Once when you start to worry, once again when you begin to take the future on the chin. I know that you think worry is your ever-faithful friend, cuz nothin' that you worry over ever happens in the end. And there might be somethin' to it, but it sure gets in the way of fun today. What you say we try and have some fun today.

It takes a sense of balance on this tiny little ball, with a tiny mind still big enough to think about it all, to realize the size of things is just a state of mind, and you can change your mind. There's a riddle in the middle of that universal spin, but we're out here on the edges where it gets a little thin. So just for once permit yourself a carefree little grin from the outside lookin' in. Cuz we're out here on the outside lookin' in. And it's better on the outside lookin' in.

Confirmation

I need confirmation of my duties, help me get my poor life back in line. If I tell you what the hell I'm up to, maybe you can tell what's on my mind.

Cuz I don't pick no cotton, I never pick my nose, I couldn't pick a pocket in a pile of dirty clothes, but I pick 'em, chose 'em, I pick the locks that used to keep me in. I pick 'em up, I put 'em down, that's how I get around, but it's wearin' thin.

I don't drive no bargains, I never drive a car, couldn't drive a wagon if you hitched it to a star, but I'll drive you crazy, make you wonder who you are, drive nails in your coffin, but I don't often let it get that far.

Help me get these pieces back together, make it so the seams don't seem to show. I had it patched with bits of glue and leather, how it fell apart I'll never know.

Cuz I don't look for trouble, but it finds me all the same. If you hear me shout, just lookout, cuz it's callin' me by name. It's lookin' still, it always will, if looks could kill I'd be six feet under ground. I never was good lookin', but now I'm too old to let that get me down. yes, I never was good lookin', but now I'm too old to let that get me down...

Let It Go

Awww, man, they took my car, rode away in my ride, I know attachment is the root of my suffering cuz it hurts me, it hurts me deep inside. The hole ain't in my pocket, it's in my pride. I told the police it didn't matter, but I lied. Now my mind tells me to kill 'em, my heart tells me that's wrong, my wife tells me, "Go get a better one, it's what you wanted all along." I got to find a way to let this go, got to put this behind me, let my better nature show up one time here, but...

Tsk...Awww, man, they took my car! Left me without my wheels. I know the loss is superficial, but that's not, that's just not how it feels. How can somethin' superficial feel so real? It's an emotional blow, rocks me back on my heels. You know I had a picture on the dashboard of my baby in her sweet little Red Sox hat, and now there's some little bum with a button in his tongue who thinks he might like a piece of that. How I'm s'posed to take that sittin' down? I can't do it, man, I got to get up, I got to go walk around, get me some air...

Standin' outside here...all right...this is better...you know I'll be all right...(sniff), I'll get out here...forget about these things...these things are insignificant...you know it's not worthy, a man of my stature, to think about things like that...it's all right...OK, man I'm back where I belong...forget aaall about it...

Tsk, tsk, man, but they took my car! It's like it vanished in the air. Three thousand pounds of wheels and sounds that used to make folks, used to me 'em stop and stare. Now except for a little pile of glass the pavement's bare. I keep lookin' 'round, it keeps not bein' there. You know AI shoulda listened to my sensible self, I shoulda parked it in a lot. It woulda cost me $16.50 'stead of all the cool I got. You know I got to reassert control, All right, this is like water off a duck's back, I'll just let it roll...

Got to let this go. I don't know if I can do it, I'll try...I'll let you know...Coulda, shoulda, woulda, how was I to know? Nobody better say I told you so! All right, it's OK...let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go...