And here's one of mine:
Now me, I thank God for my bad memory,
I've forgotten some of the stupid things that I've done.
I've come to a little wisdom, through a whole lot of failure,
So I watch more carefully what rolls off my tongue.
You pray for rain, but you don't want it from a storm,
You find a rose, and cut your finger on a thorn.
So go on and cry, Ophelia,
It's the only thing to do sometimes.
I'm crying too, I'm right there with you,
It's all right, Ophelia, everybody cries.
Cry Ophelia, Adam Cohen