What Life Can Be

I was out on my daily walk around the neighborhood with my mom when I noticed a particularly interesting tree. It was a very full tree with hundreds of little branches all shooting out from the trunk in arcs. The tips of the branches tapered off in all directions, the centermost branches extending upward and the rest reaching outward and toward the ground. Streams of energy seemed to flow forcefully from the roots of the trees, but stop abruptly at the tip of each branch. The tree looked like a firework halted mid-explosion. And the tree seemed to long to fulfill the explosion and send branches in all directions; a powerful, unforgettable reminder of what life can be.

My life feels just the same.

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I was perched outside in the pouring rain
Trying to make myself a sail
Then I’ll float to you my darlin’
With the evening on my tail
Although not the most honest means of travel
It gets me there nonetheless
I’m a heartless man at worst, babe
And a helpless one at best

Darling I’ll bathe your skin
I’ll even wash your clothes
Just give me some candy, before I go
Oh, darling I’ll kiss your eyes
And lay you down on your rug
Just give me some candy
After my hug

Oh I’m often false explaining
But to her it plays out all the same
and although I’m left defeated
It get’s held against my name
I know you got plenty to offer baby
But I guess I’ve taken quite enough
Well I’m some stain there on your bedsheet
You’re my diamond in the rough

Darling I’ll bathe your skin
I’ll even wash your clothes
Just give me some candy
before I go
Oh, darling I’ll kiss your eyes
And lay you down on your rug
Just give me some candy
After my hug

I know that there´re writings on the wall
But Darling I’ll bathe your skin
I’ll even wash your clothes
Just give me some candy
After my hug

Oh I’ll be there waiting for you

(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)
All the cutthroats and their jagged ends
All of them have got me waiting and waiting
(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)
All the cheap and the sugary philosophies
Have got me on the fence just waiting and waiting

(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)
All the angels, and their halos
All they do is keep me waiting and waiting
(Oh I’ll be there waiting for you)

-"Candy" Paolo Nutini