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I know what I need now, it was driving me mad, out of balance with good, just left with the bad... a confusion that's driven me down, because I've done it again, like I always had... taken myself too seriously, to life not be glad.
I'll say what I need, and I think you need too, I need the wind in my hair, the breath of fresh air, the water that splatters off the side of the boat, speeding along with a blue flapping coat, I need to feel my heart beat hard inside me, a rush of excitement as the boat leaves the sea, and then perhaps I'll go climb a mountain and stare, across the highest points of the world with nothing to care, I want to dance in the streets and drive to new places, take a parachute jump and take part in races, go swim in the cold sea for the pure sake of fun, tie bungee cords to my legs and then try to run, and most of all remember when I'm doing all this, that if I ever grow up, it'll just take the p**s.
I want to dance around fires dressed as a clown, write f**k on a paper to get rid of a frown, smile at life and try to find more, to keep me amused and to help find the door, because life isn't just about following your heart, it's about having a laugh, smiling at it, remember it doesn't last long, so do what you can. Go on all those rides at the theme park, even though they make you feel sick, dress up in fancy dress as whoever you want, even though you may look a right d**k, go mad with your imagination, sing out loud about the sun and the clouds, don't be afraid about what everyone's thinking, it'll only be "I think that stupid f**k's been drinking", because people just won't have fun, and I'm the guiltiest bast**d there is around, found guilty last night as I talked back in bed, and realised how much of myself had slowly died away, the things that I did didn't make me feel bad... they just made me glad, to be alive, made me laugh out, not sad, so why do I regret doing them? I don't think I do... I want to climb pylons into the sky, go on adventures in a small field nearby, ride horses across the sands to a sunset, instead of imagining it... how cool it would be, find out for real what it's like to do it... because the rush I think will keep me alive, to balance out the times that I just want to write, not change myself, hell no, it's more like, letting go. I want to fly a plane across the sea to an island unseen, jetski across the waters, blue white and green, take gambles on life and count all the change, speed faster and faster till my heart beats so loud, have mock arguements again in the middle of a crowd, because this life ain't no show, as perhaps I once thought... it's about being alive, finding all those damn emotions that are so hard to pull up, every last one of them, and ENJOY life! I want to sit on the floor and play with a car, push it around and laugh out so hard, because to hide from an emotion, is definitely dumb, but how stupid is it, when the emotion is fun?
So if I sit back and pull the covers over me, give me a kick up the ar*e, please, because that's just half of me, and I desperately need this half too...
It pops out, it does... like in my exam, instead of writing an essay on computers, I just wrote some 'spam', instead of writing the details of a lamina, I ended up taking the p**s out of the examiner, I end up crazy drove by my mind, it makes me laugh so much when I'm stuck far behind, and I just want more, I want to go live, not stop writing, but stop being a div... because you'd have thought the one thing I SHOULD have learnt from nearly dying again and again, was that life ends when it does, so lets go enjoy it til the one upstairs says 'when'. Sorry to say though, he doesn't exist, so lets all go enjoy life, without getting pi**ed. Because if you need to escape, if you just need to drink, to have a laugh with your mates, then sit back and think! What are you hiding from? There's nothing there at all, you think you're surrounded, but in fact, there's no wall, life is the same for all, so don't go crying, just stand f**king tall, and go meet those emotions, they're dying to meet you, go stand outside, and try something new. Because if I truly admitted myself, that's what I'd do. And I really need to, you know, to keep my mind healthy, because in order to live, you don't have to be wealthy. How much does it cost to make yourself laugh? How much to pay to lie together in a bath? Oh, water, sorry, I kinda forgot, want the bath cold, or you want it hot? Doesn't matter to me, for if you can't see, I just want to have fun, not lie in the sun, well that too, but not both together, for the most fun I've had, is when we've had fun together, done whatever we could, no matter the weather, and I guess over the past weeks, it's hurt me to see, that it's all that I seek, is just you and me, skipping and dancing to the sunset hand in hand, trying all the flavours of the land... so let's do something exciting, lets do something new, because you've found the old Darren again, and hell yes, it's true. Fancy a race to the top of the hill?
I'll say what I need, and I think you need too, I need the wind in my hair, the breath of fresh air, the water that splatters off the side of the boat, speeding along with a blue flapping coat, I need to feel my heart beat hard inside me, a rush of excitement as the boat leaves the sea, and then perhaps I'll go climb a mountain and stare, across the highest points of the world with nothing to care, I want to dance in the streets and drive to new places, take a parachute jump and take part in races, go swim in the cold sea for the pure sake of fun, tie bungee cords to my legs and then try to run, and most of all remember when I'm doing all this, that if I ever grow up, it'll just take the p**s.
I want to dance around fires dressed as a clown, write f**k on a paper to get rid of a frown, smile at life and try to find more, to keep me amused and to help find the door, because life isn't just about following your heart, it's about having a laugh, smiling at it, remember it doesn't last long, so do what you can. Go on all those rides at the theme park, even though they make you feel sick, dress up in fancy dress as whoever you want, even though you may look a right d**k, go mad with your imagination, sing out loud about the sun and the clouds, don't be afraid about what everyone's thinking, it'll only be "I think that stupid f**k's been drinking", because people just won't have fun, and I'm the guiltiest bast**d there is around, found guilty last night as I talked back in bed, and realised how much of myself had slowly died away, the things that I did didn't make me feel bad... they just made me glad, to be alive, made me laugh out, not sad, so why do I regret doing them? I don't think I do... I want to climb pylons into the sky, go on adventures in a small field nearby, ride horses across the sands to a sunset, instead of imagining it... how cool it would be, find out for real what it's like to do it... because the rush I think will keep me alive, to balance out the times that I just want to write, not change myself, hell no, it's more like, letting go. I want to fly a plane across the sea to an island unseen, jetski across the waters, blue white and green, take gambles on life and count all the change, speed faster and faster till my heart beats so loud, have mock arguements again in the middle of a crowd, because this life ain't no show, as perhaps I once thought... it's about being alive, finding all those damn emotions that are so hard to pull up, every last one of them, and ENJOY life! I want to sit on the floor and play with a car, push it around and laugh out so hard, because to hide from an emotion, is definitely dumb, but how stupid is it, when the emotion is fun?
So if I sit back and pull the covers over me, give me a kick up the ar*e, please, because that's just half of me, and I desperately need this half too...
It pops out, it does... like in my exam, instead of writing an essay on computers, I just wrote some 'spam', instead of writing the details of a lamina, I ended up taking the p**s out of the examiner, I end up crazy drove by my mind, it makes me laugh so much when I'm stuck far behind, and I just want more, I want to go live, not stop writing, but stop being a div... because you'd have thought the one thing I SHOULD have learnt from nearly dying again and again, was that life ends when it does, so lets go enjoy it til the one upstairs says 'when'. Sorry to say though, he doesn't exist, so lets all go enjoy life, without getting pi**ed. Because if you need to escape, if you just need to drink, to have a laugh with your mates, then sit back and think! What are you hiding from? There's nothing there at all, you think you're surrounded, but in fact, there's no wall, life is the same for all, so don't go crying, just stand f**king tall, and go meet those emotions, they're dying to meet you, go stand outside, and try something new. Because if I truly admitted myself, that's what I'd do. And I really need to, you know, to keep my mind healthy, because in order to live, you don't have to be wealthy. How much does it cost to make yourself laugh? How much to pay to lie together in a bath? Oh, water, sorry, I kinda forgot, want the bath cold, or you want it hot? Doesn't matter to me, for if you can't see, I just want to have fun, not lie in the sun, well that too, but not both together, for the most fun I've had, is when we've had fun together, done whatever we could, no matter the weather, and I guess over the past weeks, it's hurt me to see, that it's all that I seek, is just you and me, skipping and dancing to the sunset hand in hand, trying all the flavours of the land... so let's do something exciting, lets do something new, because you've found the old Darren again, and hell yes, it's true. Fancy a race to the top of the hill?
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I know what I need now, it was driving me mad, out of balance with good, just left with the bad... a confusion that's driven me down, because I've done it again, like I always had... taken myself too seriously, to life not be glad.
I'll say what I need, and I think you need too, I need the wind in my hair, the breath of fresh air, the water that splatters off the side of the boat, speeding along with a blue flapping coat, I need to feel my heart beat hard inside me, a rush of excitement as the boat leaves the sea, and then perhaps I'll go climb a mountain and stare, across the highest points of the world with nothing to care, I want to dance in the streets and drive to new places, take a parachute jump and take part in races, go swim in the cold sea for the pure sake of fun, tie bungee cords to my legs and then try to run, and most of all remember when I'm doing all this, that if I ever grow up, it'll just take the p**s.
I want to dance around fires dressed as a clown, write f**k on a paper to get rid of a frown, smile at life and try to find more, to keep me amused and to help find the door, because life isn't just about following your heart, it's about having a laugh, smiling at it, remember it doesn't last long, so do what you can. Go on all those rides at the theme park, even though they make you feel sick, dress up in fancy dress as whoever you want, even though you may look a right d**k, go mad with your imagination, sing out loud about the sun and the clouds, don't be afraid about what everyone's thinking, it'll only be "I think that stupid f**k's been drinking", because people just won't have fun, and I'm the guiltiest bast**d there is around, found guilty last night as I talked back in bed, and realised how much of myself had slowly died away, the things that I did didn't make me feel bad... they just made me glad, to be alive, made me laugh out, not sad, so why do I regret doing them? I don't think I do... I want to climb pylons into the sky, go on adventures in a small field nearby, ride horses across the sands to a sunset, instead of imagining it... how cool it would be, find out for real what it's like to do it... because the rush I think will keep me alive, to balance out the times that I just want to write, not change myself, hell no, it's more like, letting go. I want to fly a plane across the sea to an island unseen, jetski across the waters, blue white and green, take gambles on life and count all the change, speed faster and faster till my heart beats so loud, have mock arguements again in the middle of a crowd, because this life ain't no show, as perhaps I once thought... it's about being alive, finding all those damn emotions that are so hard to pull up, every last one of them, and ENJOY life! I want to sit on the floor and play with a car, push it around and laugh out so hard, because to hide from an emotion, is definitely dumb, but how stupid is it, when the emotion is fun?
So if I sit back and pull the covers over me, give me a kick up the ar*e, please, because that's just half of me, and I desperately need this half too...
It pops out, it does... like in my exam, instead of writing an essay on computers, I just wrote some 'spam', instead of writing the details of a lamina, I ended up taking the p**s out of the examiner, I end up crazy drove by my mind, it makes me laugh so much when I'm stuck far behind, and I just want more, I want to go live, not stop writing, but stop being a div... because you'd have thought the one thing I SHOULD have learnt from nearly dying again and again, was that life ends when it does, so lets go enjoy it til the one upstairs says 'when'. Sorry to say though, he doesn't exist, so lets all go enjoy life, without getting pi**ed. Because if you need to escape, if you just need to drink, to have a laugh with your mates, then sit back and think! What are you hiding from? There's nothing there at all, you think you're surrounded, but in fact, there's no wall, life is the same for all, so don't go crying, just stand f**king tall, and go meet those emotions, they're dying to meet you, go stand outside, and try something new. Because if I truly admitted myself, that's what I'd do. And I really need to, you know, to keep my mind healthy, because in order to live, you don't have to be wealthy. How much does it cost to make yourself laugh? How much to pay to lie together in a bath? Oh, water, sorry, I kinda forgot, want the bath cold, or you want it hot? Doesn't matter to me, for if you can't see, I just want to have fun, not lie in the sun, well that too, but not both together, for the most fun I've had, is when we've had fun together, done whatever we could, no matter the weather, and I guess over the past weeks, it's hurt me to see, that it's all that I seek, is just you and me, skipping and dancing to the sunset hand in hand, trying all the flavours of the land... so let's do something exciting, lets do something new, because you've found the old Darren again, and hell yes, it's true. Fancy a race to the top of the hill?
I'll say what I need, and I think you need too, I need the wind in my hair, the breath of fresh air, the water that splatters off the side of the boat, speeding along with a blue flapping coat, I need to feel my heart beat hard inside me, a rush of excitement as the boat leaves the sea, and then perhaps I'll go climb a mountain and stare, across the highest points of the world with nothing to care, I want to dance in the streets and drive to new places, take a parachute jump and take part in races, go swim in the cold sea for the pure sake of fun, tie bungee cords to my legs and then try to run, and most of all remember when I'm doing all this, that if I ever grow up, it'll just take the p**s.
I want to dance around fires dressed as a clown, write f**k on a paper to get rid of a frown, smile at life and try to find more, to keep me amused and to help find the door, because life isn't just about following your heart, it's about having a laugh, smiling at it, remember it doesn't last long, so do what you can. Go on all those rides at the theme park, even though they make you feel sick, dress up in fancy dress as whoever you want, even though you may look a right d**k, go mad with your imagination, sing out loud about the sun and the clouds, don't be afraid about what everyone's thinking, it'll only be "I think that stupid f**k's been drinking", because people just won't have fun, and I'm the guiltiest bast**d there is around, found guilty last night as I talked back in bed, and realised how much of myself had slowly died away, the things that I did didn't make me feel bad... they just made me glad, to be alive, made me laugh out, not sad, so why do I regret doing them? I don't think I do... I want to climb pylons into the sky, go on adventures in a small field nearby, ride horses across the sands to a sunset, instead of imagining it... how cool it would be, find out for real what it's like to do it... because the rush I think will keep me alive, to balance out the times that I just want to write, not change myself, hell no, it's more like, letting go. I want to fly a plane across the sea to an island unseen, jetski across the waters, blue white and green, take gambles on life and count all the change, speed faster and faster till my heart beats so loud, have mock arguements again in the middle of a crowd, because this life ain't no show, as perhaps I once thought... it's about being alive, finding all those damn emotions that are so hard to pull up, every last one of them, and ENJOY life! I want to sit on the floor and play with a car, push it around and laugh out so hard, because to hide from an emotion, is definitely dumb, but how stupid is it, when the emotion is fun?
So if I sit back and pull the covers over me, give me a kick up the ar*e, please, because that's just half of me, and I desperately need this half too...
It pops out, it does... like in my exam, instead of writing an essay on computers, I just wrote some 'spam', instead of writing the details of a lamina, I ended up taking the p**s out of the examiner, I end up crazy drove by my mind, it makes me laugh so much when I'm stuck far behind, and I just want more, I want to go live, not stop writing, but stop being a div... because you'd have thought the one thing I SHOULD have learnt from nearly dying again and again, was that life ends when it does, so lets go enjoy it til the one upstairs says 'when'. Sorry to say though, he doesn't exist, so lets all go enjoy life, without getting pi**ed. Because if you need to escape, if you just need to drink, to have a laugh with your mates, then sit back and think! What are you hiding from? There's nothing there at all, you think you're surrounded, but in fact, there's no wall, life is the same for all, so don't go crying, just stand f**king tall, and go meet those emotions, they're dying to meet you, go stand outside, and try something new. Because if I truly admitted myself, that's what I'd do. And I really need to, you know, to keep my mind healthy, because in order to live, you don't have to be wealthy. How much does it cost to make yourself laugh? How much to pay to lie together in a bath? Oh, water, sorry, I kinda forgot, want the bath cold, or you want it hot? Doesn't matter to me, for if you can't see, I just want to have fun, not lie in the sun, well that too, but not both together, for the most fun I've had, is when we've had fun together, done whatever we could, no matter the weather, and I guess over the past weeks, it's hurt me to see, that it's all that I seek, is just you and me, skipping and dancing to the sunset hand in hand, trying all the flavours of the land... so let's do something exciting, lets do something new, because you've found the old Darren again, and hell yes, it's true. Fancy a race to the top of the hill?