Monday, September 08, 2008

Stay Positive

With two eyes open, place your right foot forward.


Now place it on the ground and repeat with the left.


Progress, you’re making progress.


Do not ask foolish questions to which you know there are no answers. Do not search in the sky for what you can find here on the ground. The answers to your questions are simple, but you derive pleasure from their imagined complexity. You take pleasure from making things hard, you find yourself in your natural element when you are guilty. You thrive on your guilt, the faces in the past, forever in the past; keep you awake at night, your sweat soaking your sheets. You let the enemies of yesterday strike you. The only thing looking behind you does is slow you down.

You are not supposed to know where you’re going right now, you’re only 23 years old…there is plenty of time. You play Monday morning quarterback clear into the next Sunday, forgetting to prepare for the coming week. You let old wounds fester because you pick at the scabs. No one can see the scars you leave, so what’s the point.

Everything is simple, you just can’t see it. Open your eyes and let your one foot follow the other. Don’t look back but don’t look so far forward that you forget where you are. Climb the ladder, don’t skip rungs or you will find yourself flat on your back again. Small strides…small strides are the way to go right now. Keep your chin up and your head in the game. Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut. Know your enemies and count your friends, do not be defeated again.

Keep your eyes dry and stay positive.

You’ll be fine.

Cos this world swallows souls
And when the blues unfold
It gets cold silence burns holes
You're going mad
Perhaps you always were
But when things was good you just didn't care
This is called irony
When you most need to get up you got no energy
Time and time shit'll happen
The dark shits unwrapping
But no ones listening your mates are laughing
Your brethrens fucking and then you start hating
Your stomach starts churning and you mind starts turning.
So smoke another draw
It wont matter no more but the next day still feels sore
Rain taps on your window
Always did tho but you didn't hear it when things were so-so
You're on your own now
Your little zone you were born alone and believe me you'll die alone
Weed becomes a chore
You want the buzz back so you follow the others onto smack

Just try and stay positive

Feels nice and still
Good thing about brown is it always will
Its easy, no one blames you
Its that world out there that's fucked you
You know less of a person and if God exists He still loves you
Just remember that - the more you sink the further back from that brink
Maybe you've lifetime scars and you think tattoos might be more fitting
But who's picking?
Searching for yourself you find demons
Try and be a freeman and grasp that talisman
Cos your the same as I am
We all need our fellow man
We all need our Samaritan.
Maybe I'm better looking than you tho
Maybe I've got more do
But am I happier... no.
Get the love of a good girl and your world will be much richer than my world
And your happiness will uncurl

Just try and stay positive

Stop dreaming
People who say that are blaspheming
They're doing nine to five and moaning
And they don't want you succeeding when they've blown it
And you idols - who are they?
They too dreamt about their day
Positive steps will see your goals.
Whether its dollars or control, feel the gold.
I ain't helping you climb the ladder
I'm busy climbing mine.
That's how its been since the dawn of time
If you reach a cul-de-sac
The world turns its back
This is you zone, its like blackjack
He might get the ace or the top one
So organise your twos and threes into a run then you'll have fucked him son
And for that you'll be the better one
One last thing before you go though
When you feel better tomorrow you'll be a hero
But never forget today
You could be back here, things can stray
What if you see me in that window?
You wont help me I know.
That's cool, just keep walking where you go.
Carry on through the estate, stare at the geezers so they know you ain't lightweight
And go see your mates
And when they don't look happy
Play them this tape

Just try and stay positive

I hope you understand me
I ain't no preaching fucker and I ain't no do-goody-goody either
This is about when shit goes pear-shaped
And if you aren't or ever have been at rock bottom then good luck to you in the big wide world
But remember that one day shit might just start crumbling
Your bird might fuck off or you might loose your job
Its when that happens that what I'm talking about will feel much more important to you
So if you ain't feeling it, just be thankful that everything's cool in your world
Respect to bc


"Stay Positive," The Streets

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