Friday, November 30, 2012

Grand Optimist

Un-related to babies..
Some songs just describe things really well... I heard this song today and it describes me well...Like the song says "This is not a cry for Pity or Sympathy" - it just hit home.

Grand Optimist by City and Colour


I fear I'll die from complications, complications due to things that I've left undone
That all my debts will be left unpaid, feel like a cripple without a cane
I'm like a jack of all trades who’s a master of none

Then there's my father he's always looking on the bright side

Saying things like “Son life just ain’t that hard”
He is the grand optimist, I am the world’s poor pessimist
You give him burdens sometimes and he will escape unscarred

I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother


But I used to be quite resilient, gained no strength from counting the beads on a rosary

And now the wound has begun to turn, another lesson that has gone unlearned
But this is not a cry for pity or for sympathy

I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother

I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother

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