Now I never learned a lesson looking at my own reflection but sometimes it seems useful
So I loosened my heart stings with high hopes of starting to find something truthful
Cynicism isn’t wisdom, it’s a lazy way to say that you’ve been burned
It seems if anything you’d be less certain after everything you’ve ever learned
My good friend Paul sent me this as if just to illustrate what I miss out on when I don't keep up with what music's going on down there in Athens. And the place itself. I keep daydreaming about walking under those big Boulevard trees with just sprouted leaves. Spring's gonna do me good. I can feel it.
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