In The Future When All’s Well

Armed with wealth and with the, the best of health
In the future when alls well
I will lie down and then be counted
In the future when alls well

I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart

Lee, please stand up and defend me
In the future when alls well
Confront what you are afraid of
In the future when alls well

Every day I play a sad game called
‘In The Future When Alls Well’
Living longer than I had intended
Something must have gone right

I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart

Lee, please stand up and defend me
In the future when alls well
Confront what you are afraid of
In the future when alls well

Hold me closely if your will allows it
In the future when alls well
Paired off, pawed till I can barely stand it
The future is ended by a long, long sleep

The future is ended by a long, long sleep
The future is ended by a long sleep

In The Future When All’s Well by Morrissey.  It is on his excellent Ringleader of the Tormentors album.  I end some of my posts with the title of this song.  I am paying tribute to Morrissey, but I also like the dark humor involved.  In the future when all’s well is a place that will never happen.  It’s a romantic notion, that in some point in the future everything will be perfect.  Things can always get better, but life will never be perfect.  We have seen too many Hollywood movies, where everything is tied up neatly in the end.  That’s unrealistic and life is far better when you can cast such notions aside.  If you can learn to accept that hopefully you can live in the present and enjoy yourself more.  Trust me, I am by no means enlightened.  Far, far from it man!  I am a procrastinator that often puts things often until I absolutely can’t anymore.  I can be just as much a bastard as anyone in the moment.  I am wired to hot to ever be truly mellow patient.  But I think being a realist, and dealing with life somewhat on its own terms can help ever so slightly in pushing that boulder up the mountain.  Trust me, just like in the myth of Sisyphus, it’s going to roll back down many times.