I Don't Want To Think About It

Jady's recent post about humanity's denial of death made me think of a song by The Khrusty Brothers entitled Just Opened Up. It is a sympathetic voice to what Jady discussed in his post.

The last time I was breathin'
I was scared
I never knew what people felt
I never cared

Now the world just opens up
Like a basement or a coffee cup
Like a thermos on a boy scout trip
That your dad spilled when he lost his grip

Every time I think about it
I don’t want to be
Sad, cause bein’ sad’s too real
And real is like a small insect
It’s a never-ending pain in your neck
And you wish that real would just go away

The last time I saw Henry
I was drunk
I hadn’t showered for a week
Man, I stunk

But Henry he just opened up
After one insincere hey what’s up
And spilled his guts
I guess he couldn’t see that

Every time I think about it
I don't want to be
Sad, cause bein' sad's too real
And real is like a small insect
It's a never-ending pain in your neck
And you wish that real would just go away