Pull up your head off the floor, come up screaming
“So take that look out of here, it doesn’t fit you
Because it’s happened doesn’t mean you’ve been discarded
Pull up your head off the floor, come up screaming
Cry out for everything you ever might have wanted
I thought that pain and truth were things that really mattered
But you can’t stay here
with every single hope you had
shattered…
I just felt like posting this. With the sad day that just passed us, it seem vital to remember how we truly need to seize the day.
RIP, Mork.