שאנן סטריט - July |
July
שאנן סטריט מילים: שאנן סטריט לחן: חוה אלברשטיין A dozen months ago I started this poetry diary project thing I felt my feet falling and i knew i had to cling to the only things in this world that are a part of my heart my wife n' my kids of course but also my art que sera sera what will be? no clue! let the world dictate my life and my pen followed through never lied never tried to hide what i felt i said when it was time to cry i cried, time to bleed I bled n' am I happy now? nope. don't use the word hope optimism seems to slip between my fingers like soap but something very deep in me can now see things differently cuz now at least I know I can cope. followed this almost scientific epic almost religiously at times found myself wishing I could take this less seriously in the midst of raw agony the search for something esthetic didn't come naturally sometimes I felt quite pathetic killing the screens like I did spilling the beans like I did remaining unshielded unprotected like a kid on a long long journey towards youth every step taking me both closer and farther from truth n' am i happy now? nope. don't use the word hope optimism seems to slip between my fingers like soap but something very deep in me can now see things differently cuz now at least i know i can cope. listening closely to my baby I started thinking how horrible it would be to not hear his tiny breath every moment in my day contains some nothing every instant in my life carries death I'll never forget i had a little sister never cease to love and miss her have thoughts concerning her for as long as I live imaginations contemplations various kinds of "what if..." are destined to be part of me forever, however time made me clever and i now realize I've got a whole lot more than just tears in these eyes I've got a whole lot more than just tears in my eyes n' am I happy now? nope. don't use the word hope optimism seems to slip between my fingers like soap but something very deep in me does now see things differently cuz now, I know I can cope. a dozen months ago I started this poetry diary project thing I was at an all time low, hanging from very thin string one year later- a proud father of two boys occupied insanely with diapers and toys I know I'm in a better place cuz shit! life showed me it's ugliest side and I faced it only once in a while I get weak in the knees Tova Yael Streett rest in peace, please. |