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Still it seems
Incongruous to me
That I haven’t known you for a million years

Thousands of days

If you’ve ever regretted anything you say
That’s the only words you had anyway

Maybe it’s the foods that I don’t eat
Or maybe something’s eating away at me.

I’ve already been broken in two
I’ve hurt everyone I ever knew

In the year when my friends began to die
Not just people that my parents knew but real friends of mine
A lot of things I believed in also died
But I was a much better person when I got to the other side

I got pretty sad there for a while
I pretty much just drifted through and never smiled
Except in cruelty at the world that’s grown wild

Hello there
Dark hair
Waving my arms in the silent air

I see you
You see me
But you don’t ever see the other side of it

And I only notice the world’s all ours
When you mention it

And is there something I can do
To get you to
Consider me?

I want to stop this train with my foot
Sckewer the planet to stop it from spinning
Clap my hands and turn off the sun
Tap my heels together and be gone

What do you say
To a dream that won’t go away?

Angie Hart

Nobody will ever know
All the things you do or did
All the good and all the bad
And how this world would be so different
If not for the things you’ve done
That nobody will ever know

People’s tastes should be varied and numerous
But all I ever meet are snobs and obscurists
Discussing American 19th Century humourists