San Fransico and French Fries

Did you ever do something wrong, that you didn't realize you'd done? That made someone else mad and you didn't know until they are yelling at you for it later? Or did you ever go somewhere to get something so you could go home, that's all you honestly wanted to do. Nothing more, nothing less? Talking can wait until tomorrow. I'm all for it, I can handle that, I just need to go home.

"You'll Think Of Me."

I woke up early this morning around 4am
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been tryin' my best to get along
But that's OK
There's nothing left to say, but

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me

I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been

So
Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me

Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
Don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you And on with my life

So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me
So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and all your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we got nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me, yeah
And you're gonna think of me
Oh someday baby, someday

I'm thinking I need time away from all of this, that is exactly what I need. No, I don't mean a vacation or spending the night at a friends. Dinner won't cut it and chocolate and a movie won't fix it either. I'm not going to lie to any of you, I'm thinking, seriously thinking that I'm going to call tomorrow and tell them to put me on the next roster. Anyone, just a roster and send me. I have my family and a few friends. At this point it's my only option.

~Blank~