Same As It Ever Was

You may find yourself living in a shotgun shack,

And you may find yourself in another part of the world,

And you may find yourself, behind the wheel of a large automobile

And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife.

And you may ask yourself “Well, how did I get here?”

A young woman came into see me for a divorce. She had a four-year old and errant husband who wasnt supporting his child.

This would not be of any consequence except that this young woman was once four years old and her parents divorced and fought over her support too. Sad, but even sadder is the fact that I was the lawyer represented her mother in the action more than 20 years ago.

I could have almost heard David Byrne singing Once in a Lifetime..

Same as it ever was, same as it ever was.

Instead what immediately came to mind is something a lot more Disney like, sort of The Lion King with a dramatic score about the circle of life. Except that would mean I shouldnt be here any more. So let’s go back to Byrne:

You may ask yourself, what is that beautiful house?

You may ask yourself, where does that highway go to?

You may ask yourself, am I right? Am I wrong?

You may say to yourself, My God! What have I done?

So I sit here in this same chair as the people come in, getting younger and younger and I begin to wonder,

Where does that highway lead to?

By now I must be perceived as some kind of edifice in my hometown where I practice law. My office is the place where the toxins of life are brought for processing, day in and day out. The sun comes up, crosses the sky while I sit in my chair, forever it seems, then the sun sinks into Puget Sound as I get in my large automobile and return to my beautiful house and my beautiful wife. And I ask myself My God, What have I done?

Time has bent for me, I travel through a prism in which I skip from one point to another with the only constant being the trouble people find themselves in, and thereafter in my office.

Tine isn’t holding us, time isn’t after us,

Same as it ever was, same as it ever was.

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