You're at the office, behind your desk, bored, bent, broken. It's a beautiful
day outside. You want to go hiking. You close your eyes. You concentrate and
BLAM! Your head blows up. They have to send you home. You can't sit around
answering phones all day -- you have no head. You'd just be holding the
phone up where your head used to be -- waving it above your neck -- people on
the other end of the line going, "Hello? Hello? Must be one of those headless
people. They shouldn't even have jobs."
-- Denis Leary
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads
On today because tomorrow's ground
Is too uncertain....
