378. Silvas

«Accept Yourself

Every day you must say
So, how do I feel about my life?
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself?
I am sick and I am dull
And I am plain
How dearly I'd love to get carried away
Oh, but dreams have a knack of just not coming true
And time is against me now
Who and what to blame?
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself, for heaven's sake?
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Every day you must say
How do I feel about the past?
Others conquered love - but I ran
I sat in my room and I drew up a plan
But plans can fall through (as so often they do)
And time is against me now...

And there's no-one left to blame
Tell me when will you ...
When will you accept your life?
(The one that you hate) 
For anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Every day you must say
How do I feel about my shoes?
They make me awkward and plain
How dearly I would love to kick with the fray ...
But I once had a dream (and it never came true)
And time is against me now...
Time is against me now...
And there's no one but yourself to blame
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes 
Anything is hard to find; for heaven's sake!
When you will not open your eyes 
When will you accept yourself?
When?»

The Smiths, 1983