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His wedding was yesterday. Why do I feel so ill.

I dread the day that feeling hits me. I dread the feeling of finality.

******** this is just random serendipity. Or God's telling me something/having a sardonic giggle.

Eitherway, my family's just as down to the financial wire as I ********.

I was reading through this thread and am thus obligated to annouce that I have lost the game.

I came upon a doctor
Who appeared in quite poor health.
I said There's nothing I can do for you you can't do for yourself.
He said Oh yes you can, just hold my hand. I think that that would help.
So I sat with him a while and asked him how he felt.

He said I think I'm cured.
No, in fact I'm sure.
Thank you, Stranger
For your therapeutic smile.

It touched you the way I would
The scent intoxicated us
I was such the fool

and the breath was stalled
And I sent a prayer

Did we waste our precious time
Playin' a sickly pantomime

Did you really feel
Was I playin' at bein' real?

You'd had been happy ta see me cry. And he's gone

We lay awake at mornings noon
And laughed about flying- jumping far too soon

Could we have missed if we aimed for the grass beneath us

No.
No we can't.
And it's all just fallen' away

And she's gone. I saw the dream die in your eyes

I used to laugh at the way you saw the world
And how I served

Since then we grew apart
In science and art

And now the hush falls over us
There'll be no undoing it
And we can't go back
How I wanna go back
To that place you made me feel

Like everything and nothin' was real

You taught me what it meant to be
What it was to see the poetry through 'nothers eyes

. And it won't change how I see you now
I'm still your fool
And you're just a clown

Cause ya need to learn which dreams are real
And which dreams are there to seal
To close the laughter off inside
And those dreams that we can both abide

You never really knew me did you
You only knew yourself as I saw you

And now we're gone.
Yes we're gone.

Are you sure that's not "I have life, I have hope, I have a choice, I have a secret", as in "Tá súil agam go bfhuil".

Contextually, if nothing more, it makes a bit more sense.

Edit:.... nope, you were right..... I gotta go relisten to that song to make it make sense now.
Because it doesn't anymore.

Deep sea, the sea, the sea
Unending, unbinding, unknown
She calls to me, to me, to me
A pace to maintain
Frivolity abstain
Two weeks remain

Deep ocean, the ocean, the ocean
Unadorned, undiminished, unbarred
Beseeches devotion, devotion, devotion
A discipline to obtain
Disorder refrain
Two weeks remain

Briny blue, the blue, the blue
Unyielding, unleashed, unmovable
Asking her due, her due, her due
A tradition to sustain
Pride attain
Two weeks remain