The Blower’s Daughter…

I have wondered often why people say “All good things come to an end”……..do good things really come to an end?

I guess it is a rhetorical question…..I should know…..

The Blower’s Daughter ~ Damien Rice

“And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time”

48 Hours later…..

I have 2 weeks worth of memories ……which now seem surreal…..

48 Hours later…..

I wake up to what seems like a cold, empty and incomplete existence…

48 Hours later……

I know I have to pick up once again and walk on until…..”the next time”

“And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky”

Maybe in days to come I will sit down …..and find each of these precious moments to put down……

or Maybe I will do what I do best……once again lock them away and throw away the keys cause it hurts too much to remember…….

Maybe…..

“And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We’ll both forget the breeze
Most of the time”

But the irony is I set out to find answers……..only to be left with questions that I dare not ask myself……

Naively……I assumed…that the answers I seek…….will mysteriously unravel themselves……

Looking back …..in a real long time…..I wonder……. “What if”

“And so it is
The colder water
The blower’s daughter
The pupil in denial”