And I sobbed in despair.Įven for a god of poetry such as myself, it is difficult to describe how I felt. My mind stewed in confusion, but one memory floated to the surface-the voice of my father, Zeus: YOUR FAULT. My ribs felt broken, though that shouldn’t have been possible. My nostrils burned with the stench of rancid bologna and used diapers. I lay groaning and aching in the open Dumpster. Is anything sadder than the sound of a god hitting a pile of garbage bags? I plunged into a narrow canyon between two buildings and BAM! I tried to change into a cloud or teleport across the world or do a hundred other things that should have been easy for me, but I just kept falling. I visited my wrath upon Britney Spears at the 2007 MTV Video Music Awards.īut in all my immortal life, I never before crash-landed in a Dumpster. I blessed Babe Ruth with three home runs in game four of the 1926 World Series.
I inflicted a plague on the Greeks who besieged Troy. In my four thousand six hundred and twelve years, I have done many things. The main changes are in the pace and the mood of the playing, not really much in the arrangement.Enable “Document outline” ( View > Show document outline ) for easier navigation of chapters. Somewhat similar in construction and definitely in content. The lyric night or day, it doesn’t matter anymore where I go, I just go is conspicuously similar to a lyric in the Grateful Dead tune ‘Crazy Fingers’ which goes gone are the days we stopped to decide where we should go, we just ride, by Robert Hunter.
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate Well I'm strollin' through the lonely graveyard of my mind Oh honey, after all these years you're still the one If I ever saw you comin' I don't know what I might doĪnd all the places we could roam together It doesn't matter where I go anymore I just go 1) I'm looking for anything that will bring a happy glow I wish I knew what it was that keeps me loving you so
That my heart can't go on beating without you I've tried to recover the sweet love that we knew The air burns and I'm tryin to think straightĪnd I don't know how much longer I can wait
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