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Location: Shire of Trisel, Trimaris

I am in my late forties, a proud husband, father, and a bard. I am a book pedlar by trade and a bookman by vocation. I am a romantic, a realist, and a Believer. I like a good joke, and a bad one even better. I admire all ladies for the innate beauty that is in each one, but my heart is sworn to the fair and gentle Lady Lorelei, who has consented to share my life and my name.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

You Don't Want My Opinion

Think a bluesy country rock melody for this.


You don’t want my opinion,
Don’t ask for my advice.
It’s biased and it’s suspect.
It isn’t very nice.
Don’t ask me what I’m thinking.
I’ll tell you what I see,
And all that I’ll accomplish
Is to drive you far from me.

I could tell the truth to you,
And maybe you might hear.
But I can’t make you listen,
So what’s the point, my Dear?
I can lay out all my reasons
Why you shouldn’t, and you can’t.
But the human heart’s not rational,
And you’ll do what you want.

You don’t want my opinion,
Don’t ask for my advice.
It’s biased and it’s suspect.
It isn’t very nice.
Don’t ask me what I’m thinking.
I’ll tell you what I see,
And all that I’ll accomplish
Is to drive you far from me.


I don’t want to make you angry,
I’m trying to make you think
About the consequences
That bring you to the brink
Of an emotional decision,
Ignoring all the facts.
But you’ll feel good for a little while,
Never mind that it won’t last.

You don’t want my opinion,
Don’t ask for my advice.
It’s biased and it’s suspect.
It isn’t very nice.
Don’t ask me what I’m thinking.
I’ll tell you what I see,
And all that I’ll accomplish
Is to drive you far from me.


Well, sorry, I’m not sticking round.
I just can’t stand to stay
And watch as you set yourself up
To lose again this way.
I hurt to think how you’re gonna hurt
When you go down in flames.
But since I told the truth to you,
I know who’ll get the blame.

You don’t want my opinion,
Don’t ask for my advice.
It’s biased and it’s suspect.
It isn’t very nice.
Don’t ask me what I’m thinking.
I’ll tell you what I see,
And all that I’ll accomplish
Is to drive you far from me.

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