Emotional Technology

Just thought of this song, it reminds me of the type of thing an aging Johnny Cash would sing. At least that’s how it sounded in my head.

When I look back upon my life,

It’s amazing how it looks,

Full of sadness, full of joy,

Disillusionment at the crux.



I wish I could say I’d been happy,

I wished I been fulfilled,

Full of goodness optimism,

The emotions that I’d spilled.



Unfortunately I cannot say,

That these nice things had happened,

As I cry into my beer at night,

Feeling sorry for these patterns.



Life spins around its merry dance,

Like emotional technology,

Never going where you want to,

Always moving the wrong way.



Life spins and spins its merry tune,

Like emotional technology,

Never going where you want it to,

Always moving far away.



My, oh my, oh my,

Sometimes I live,

Sometimes I die.



My, oh my, oh my,

Sometimes I cry,

Sometimes I sigh.



Maybe one day it will become clear,

Maybe one day the fog will lift,

And someone will love me always,

To pull me further from the cliff.



If ever that day happens,

I may be a merry man,

Full of laughter, full of freedom,

And not part of the damned.



Life spins around its merry dance,

Like emotional technology,

Never going where you want to,

Always moving the wrong way.



Life spins and spins its merry tune,

Like emotional technology,

Never going where you want it to,

Always moving far away.



My, oh my, oh my,

Sometimes I cry,

Sometimes I sigh.



My, oh my, oh my,

Sometimes I live,

Sometimes I die.



My, oh my, oh my,

Sometimes I cry,

Sometimes I sigh.



My, oh my, oh my,

Sometimes I live,

Sometimes I die.