I gave somebody an hour of my time. I was just doing what anybody else could have done. Is that correct? What possibilities could there be in that hour? A clearer perspective? A better understanding of the situation? Or just having a ear which listens to your problems?
The option had always been OPEN. It had always been an available choice.
I never felt it wasn’t worth it. Years ago, I am already a man who gives. I am glad to be able to show what I’m really made of. It was probably the first time in my life that I was ever committed. I’m sure you felt what was from me. 
So, where do I go from now? I don’t even know what happened.
Tell Me Baby – The Red Hot Chili Peppers
“They come from every state to find
Some dreams were meant to be declined
Tell the man what did you have in mind
What have you come to do”
“No turning water into wine
No learning while you’re in the line
I’ll take you to the broken sign
You see these lights are blue”
“Come and get it
Lost it at the city limit
Say goodbye
‘Cause they will find a way to trim it
Everybody
Lookin’ for a silly gimmick
Gotta get away
Can’t take it for another minute”
“This town was made of many things
Just look at what the current brings
So high it’s only promising
This place was made on you”
“Tell me baby, what’s your story?
Where you come from
And where you wanna go this time?
Tell me lover, are you lonely?
The thing we need is
Never all that hard to find
Tell me baby, what’s your story?
Where do you come from
And where you wanna go this time?
You’re so lovely, are you lonely?
Giving up on the innocence you left behind”
“Some claim to have the fortitude
Too shrewd to blow the interlude
Sustaining pain to set a mood
Step out to be renewed”
“I’ll move you like a baritone
Jungle Brothers on the microphone
Getting over with an undertone
It’s time to turn to stone”
“Chitty chitty baby
When your nose is in the nitty gritty
Life could be a little sweet
But life could be a little kitty
What a pity
Boston and a Kansas city
Looking for a hundred
But you only ever found a fifty”
“Three fingers in the honeycomb
You ring just like a xylophone
Devoted to the chromosome
The day that you left home”
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