It's winning time now!

Don't get too close. Never let them in too close. You'll only get destroyed. Nothing ever changes. Now, it's a fight to protect. We must be defensive to avoid the final blow.

To be so close and then lose it all. It will always sting. How can one recover, when there's no hope to begin with?

It's kinda great to catch a mistake before you make it. It's like avoiding falling into a dark hole that leads to an existence that resides in infinite darkness. We must all protect ourselves, even if it means severing what we thought were arteries to eternal sunshine. Truth is, they were never arteries. Maybe they weren't important at all. After all, if they really were, don't you think it all would have unfolded anyway?

We're all just passing through...

Sometimes, we must close a door and lock it. It's not something we wanna do. It's just inevitability. It's our destiny.

These days, defeat is just as much a common part of the vocabulary. It's just becoming the culture. It's like waking up every day to find that you're already 10 points behind. Each day ends with more uncertainty as the previous day, holding more questions than answers. The most common emotion is regret. It's dominates every second of every day. It's bringing about pressure, in which the only feasible comparison is heavy wet snow upon a tree branch. Nowadays, the branch is weakening. Saddest of all, this is a battle we fight alone. No one knows and frankly, no one could care much at all. To tell you the truth, I don't know how much more I have left in me. It would be easier if you could see change on the horizon. But, I know better, nothing ever changes anymore, just the dates on the calendar and the calendar is showing that what once was spring has transformed to winter and darkness is decending. We now wake to an eternal existence, that is shrouded in flannel gray skies and the harshest of cold winds. Welcome to reality. Not as shiny and gleaming with hope as you ever imagined, isn't it?

"You don't see character in victory, you see it in defeat." Nothing could be more true right now. It's probably all I got left.

"While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ears
Don't worry, you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh please just last

Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well we all just got caught looking
At somebody else's page
Well nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a damn

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Saying yes, this is a fine promotion
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell

Of course everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a ??
We just used it as a crutch
We were suddenly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
Well we didn't need the water
But we just built that go god damn

Oh, and I know this all myself
I stood in front for all the people
Oh, and I know this all myself
We listen while life hangs on
And the sound of life's sweet bliss

Was it ever worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well we knew we missed the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite
We just dance at our wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands
A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks
Sitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boat

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves"

"Missed The Boat" ~ By Modest Mouse