Alan Semerdjian: Music
Almost Good Enough
(Alan Semerdjian)
ALMOST GOOD ENOUGH
You take the high road
I find my way home
You’re always saying something
that rhymes With my loss of hope
And we go running
It’s almost frightening
The way we’re sketching circles
Of our lives in this city
Oh we’re the great pretenders
We’re the best at it
All you see
Is almost good enough to believe
So believe it
You better need it
These days I’m shaking
With every conversation
People making up things I’m certain
Will soon be forgotten
What the hell’s the problem
With finding something sacred
Staying in tune with what’s illusion
And what’s the best intention
Oh but we’re the great pretenders
And there’s nothing wrong with it