well, back from thanksgiving with my family. As always, it was nice to spend the weekend as a whole family, even if we were doing chores for most of it.
I really do hate how things work out sometimes though. I've just started getting used to the fact that I live on my own, I've started to adjust to the idea that I'm grown up, childhood is over. I get home and I find out that my grandmother has cancer. I knew she was sick before, but I didn't know that it was that serious. While I don't particularily get along with my grandmother, I really do hate cancer. Those little cells, too small to see with the naked eye, have the ability to destroy a family faster than all the cheating husbands and wives in the world. They cause more pain then heartache and accidents, because there's nothing worse than watching a loved one slowly die before your eyes and know you can do NOTHING to help them.
Cancer doesn't discriminate, it's the great equaliser, children, teenagers, adults, elderly. Single people, husbands, wives, grandparents and friends. None of it matters. It can last for days, years or decades, or you could never know it's even there. Politicians are always making these speaches about car accidents, crime, drunk drivers, things that we can control and feel better about ourselves because we decided not to drive drunk, or commit a crime. But nothing can make anyone feel better about cancer, it's a part of today's society, like the internet and indoor plumbing. It works it's way so deep into our lives that there is no one out there who has not felt the impact of it. And to think, you can't even see the little buggers that have killed so many of us...
I don't wanna understand this horror
There's a weight in your eyes I can't admit
Everybody ends up here in bottles
But the name tag's the last thing you wanted
As the world explodes
We fall out of it
And you can't let go
Because this will not go away
There's a house built out in space
And I can't see that thief that lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at the side of your bed
And I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
But I can be your, be your
Someone help us understand who ordered
This disgusting arrangement, time and then the end
I don't wanna hear who walked on water
'Cause the hallways are empty, clocks tick
As the world implodes we fall in to it
And we can't go home
Because this will not go away
There's a house built out in space
And I can't see the thief that lives inside your head
But I can be some courage at the side of your bed
And I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
It's a long, long get away,
It's a long, long get away
Make it home again, make it home again
It's a long, long get away,
It's a long, long get away
I cant see the thief that lives inside your head
But I can be some courage at the side of your bed
I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
But I can be your, be your
I'm here
But I can be your, be you
I'm here
It's a long, long get away...
..:Thief .:. Our Lady Peace