for those who took the other route

who will remember the echoes of stories never told?

"Welcome to the real world", she said to me
Condescendingly
Take a seat
Take your life
Plot it out in black and white
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
And the drama queens
I'd like to think the best of me
Is still hiding
Up my sleeve

They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
That something's better
On the other side

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
just a lie you've got to rise above

So the good boys and girls take the so called right track
Faded white hats
Grabbing credits
Maybe transfers
They read all the books but they can't find the answers
And all of our parents
They're getting older
I wonder if they've wished for anything better
While in their memories
Tiny tragedies

They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something's better
On the other side

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you got to rise above

I am invincible (x3)
As long as I'm alive

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above

I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion
I'm gonna bust down the double doors
And when I stand on these tables before you
You will know what all this time was for
No Such Thing, John Mayer


You only have one life. Even if you believe in reincarnation, you could only remember this life.
Why be a slave of money and avarice when you have only one life to do so? If life is about affording a pleasue craft or a G5, then I'm pretty sorry for these are things which will die with you, which do not understand you, which are not the ones caring for you, which cannot replace and is not the lasting legacy one hopes to leave just before he goes. And when we look back at our lives to see what we made of it, it's such sorrow to try to escape the fact that much of it was for money.