Pearl Jam - I'm Still Here lyrics
[Pearl Jam - I'm Still Here lyrics]
She said to me, over the phone
She wanted to see other people
I thought, "well then, look around
They're everywhere"
Said that she was confused
I thought, "darling, join the club"
24 years old, mid-life crisis
Nowadays hit's you when you’re young
I hung up, she called back, I hung up again
The process had already started
At least it happened quick
I swear, I died inside that night
My friend, he called
I didn't mention a thing
The last thing he said was, "be sound" sound
I contemplated an awful thing
I hate to admit
I just thought those would be
Such appropriate last words
But, I'm still here and small
So small how could this struggle seem so big?
So big while the palms in the
Breeze still blow green
And the waves in the sea still absolute blue
But the horror
Every single thing I see is a reminder of her
Never thought I’d curse the day I met her
And since she's gone and wouldn't hear
Who would care? What good would that do?
But, I'm still here
So I imagine in a monthor twelve
I'll be somewhere having a drink
Laughing at a stupid joke
Or just another stupid thing
And I can see myself stopping short
Drifting out of the present
Sucked by the undertow and pulled out deep
And there I am, standing
Wet grass and white headstones all in rows
And in the distance there's one
Off on it's own so I stop, kneel
My new home and I picture a sober awakening
A re-entry into this little bar scene
Sip my drink til the ice hit's my lip
Order another round and that's it for now
Sorry never been too good at happy endings
She wanted to see other people
I thought, "well then, look around
They're everywhere"
Said that she was confused
I thought, "darling, join the club"
24 years old, mid-life crisis
Nowadays hit's you when you’re young
I hung up, she called back, I hung up again
The process had already started
At least it happened quick
I swear, I died inside that night
My friend, he called
I didn't mention a thing
The last thing he said was, "be sound" sound
I contemplated an awful thing
I hate to admit
I just thought those would be
Such appropriate last words
But, I'm still here and small
So small how could this struggle seem so big?
So big while the palms in the
Breeze still blow green
And the waves in the sea still absolute blue
But the horror
Every single thing I see is a reminder of her
Never thought I’d curse the day I met her
And since she's gone and wouldn't hear
Who would care? What good would that do?
But, I'm still here
So I imagine in a monthor twelve
I'll be somewhere having a drink
Laughing at a stupid joke
Or just another stupid thing
And I can see myself stopping short
Drifting out of the present
Sucked by the undertow and pulled out deep
And there I am, standing
Wet grass and white headstones all in rows
And in the distance there's one
Off on it's own so I stop, kneel
My new home and I picture a sober awakening
A re-entry into this little bar scene
Sip my drink til the ice hit's my lip
Order another round and that's it for now
Sorry never been too good at happy endings