Rosemary

Navigating Love's Uncertainty: A Musical Afternoon with Nicholas Krgovich
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Lyrics

On the street where you live,

Living on the street where you reside,

I feel like Weary Willie,

Feeling like Weary Willie, symbolizing weariness or fatigue,

Walking my bike back home,

Returning home while walking my bike,

Under tree canopy,

Beneath a canopy of trees,

There's no story to tell,

No significant narrative to share,

There's no real lesson here,

No clear moral lesson to derive,

It's just an afternoon,

Just an ordinary afternoon,

Wiping some stupid tears,

Wiping away trivial tears,

It's just an afternoon,

Yet another unremarkable afternoon,

The air fragrant with rosemary,

The air scented with the aroma of rosemary,

And a rare winter sun,

Under an unusual winter sun,

That keeps beating down perversely.

Persistently shining down,


Trying to handle new love with white gloves,

Attempting to handle a new love delicately,

Is as reckless and foolhardy as anything, anything, anything now,

Comparing it to recklessness and foolhardiness,

It's just gonna do what it's gonna do,

Accepting that love will follow its course naturally,

And decisions might be made that don't include you.

Acknowledging decisions that may exclude oneself,


My heart wanted to sing,

Feeling the desire for my heart to sing,

And do a little dance,

To engage in a joyful dance,

But the music just stopped,

Yet the music abruptly stops,

Now tending to the houseplants,

Turning attention to houseplants,

As if I know what they want,

Pretending to understand their needs,

Drooping with tips turned brown,

Witnessing their decline with browning tips,

I should just leave them alone To turn around on their own, I should just leave him alone,

Contemplating leaving them to recover independently,

To admire the magnolia flowers,

Appreciating the magnolia flowers,

That are sure to bloom soon,

Anticipating their imminent bloom,

Outside the bedroom window with hours to do whatever you choose.

Outside the bedroom window with ample time for personal choices,


Trying to handle new love with white gloves,

Handling new love with caution,

Is as reckless and foolhardy as anything, anything, anything now,

Highlighting the imprudence of overthinking,

It's just gonna do what it's gonna do,

Accepting the unpredictable nature of love,

And decisions might be made that don't include you.

Acknowledging that decisions may exclude oneself.

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