eat, sleep, repeat

It occurred to me at once
that love could be a great illusion
that makes fools of brilliant thinkers everyday
and turns hearts of stone and steel
to a place where they would feel
like they are falling, falling quickly in its way
falling, falling quickly in its way.

Is it any surprise that you feel so overrun?
And all this time you had no one to tell you how to love.
And do you thinks it's unwise to go and break yourself on this one?
And all this time you didn't know love
you didn't know love
you didn't know love...

~Copeland

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Teaching would be an awesome job if it weren't for the paperwork...and the planning...and the low pay...oh, and the kids...and the...nevermind.