I Can't Take It Anymore
Frayed Dreams: Reflections on Life's Disillusionment
Lyrics
I walk in circles like the fool. Surrounding life and eating gruel
I feel lost and aimless, going around in circles, living a meager existence
Considering the golden rule, I've lent the world a hand
Despite following moral principles, I've helped others
Conceited in my poverty, I criticize those over me
In my own poverty, I judge those in higher positions and mock their history
And scoff at all their history. They'll never understand
I doubt they'll comprehend my perspective
I grew up wise within myself, with disregard for mental health
I grew up thinking I was knowledgeable, neglecting mental well-being
My visions of the greatest wealth brought minstrels to my door
I aspired for great riches, attracting performers to my home
They sang of truck stops on the moon, and of trying to get there too soon
They sang of improbable things, like truck stops on the moon, aspiring for the impossible
Without the help of Woody's tune. A hero's dreams of war
Referencing Woody Guthrie, dreams of heroism in conflict
And I'm sorry if it startles you. I can't take it anymore
I express regret if my honesty is alarming, but I can't endure this any longer
A ghost is in my Fridgedaire.It's looking for the midnight air
I feel a haunting presence in my everyday life
And it clamors in a sad despair because death is losing ground
This presence seems distressed by the idea of losing its grip on death
The winners, they want to prolong life, to make this world of ours a wife
The successful desire to extend life, consuming the world
You take the fork. I'll take the knife. And we'll feed upon its sound
A metaphorical sharing of responsibility for consuming resources
But when the bells ring time to go, you'll find me cursing acid snow
My frustration at impending doom, losing connections with old friends
'cause the friends I've had no longer know what it means to leave the shore
They no longer understand my desire to explore beyond the familiar
Ignoring what I know as pride, I try to keep the other side
Ignoring my pride, I try to resist conforming to societal norms
From balancing its TV guide on my armchair that gets sore
I resist being consumed by mundane entertainment
And I'm sorry if it startles you. I can't take it anymore
I apologize if my honesty is jarring, but I can't endure this any longer
Now it's like you to be cold as fear, at anytime of any year
You seem emotionally distant and unapproachable, especially in difficult times
No you shouldn't ask such a stupid seer to master what you've known
Refusing advice from someone who knows the situation well
The torrents of the storm evolve, to give you problems that I can't solve
Challenges arise beyond my ability to solve
And it makes my spinal cord revolve, to see you sit there all alone
Seeing someone isolated makes me physically uncomfortable
Outside above a private shower, where you base your dreams in any tower
Observing someone planning without considering consequences
With the vultures who will soon devour, the apple and the core
Being surrounded by those waiting to take advantage
No it's not the art of looking good, and it's not this fancy neighborhood
It's not about appearances or wealth, but about fulfilling what I believed
It's just doing what I thought I should, that forced me to explore
Acting upon my convictions led me to explore new territories
And I'm sorry if it startles you. I can't take it anymore
Apologizing if my honesty is unsettling, but I can't endure this any longer
So rest your head against my skin, and we'll watch the carnival begin
Sharing intimacy while witnessing chaos and excitement
The price is paid. It's time to win. The sirens sing so wild
Accepting consequences, it's time to succeed while chaos ensues
A patient doctor's evening prayer has told me that there's no one there
A realization that prayers and hopes may be in vain
And the witches say it isn't fair when the stovepipes spare the child
An unfairness expressed by mystical figures in the face of danger
So tonight I left the floor to try, to find a reason not to cry
Seeking a reason to avoid expressing deep emotions
The furniture had its reply, and it whispered (Shouted). to the floor
Even inanimate objects seem to communicate, suggesting resilience
He ought to build his castles strong, on the images that built this song
Building strength on past experiences and vulnerabilities
On the weakness in the eyes that long for others to get poor
A wish for others to experience the hardships faced
And I'm sorry if it startles you. I can't take it anymore
Apologizing for any shock caused, but unable to endure the situation anymore
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