Saturday, May 30, 2009
Sunset over Kajang on the drive home from the track. I think I was listening to Bob Dylan's Most of the Time when I took this.
Granted, a lot of this is pretty bitter but I can understand it:
Most of the time she ain't even in my mind
I wouldn't know her if I saw her
She's that far behind
Most of the time I can even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was ever with her
Most of the time I'm halfway content
Most of the time I know exactly where it went
I don't cheat on myself I don't run and hide
Hide from the feelings that are buried inside
I don't compromise and I don't pretend
I don't even care if I ever see her again
Most of the time.