Thanks Bob Lyrics

Though people say it in meetings

It's not in the book

Nowhere does it say

In the Big Book of AA

That you shouldn't have a relationship

In your first year of sobriety

And besides, what is a relationship

Anyway?

Isn't every encounter

And every missed encounter

Even every connection that might be made

And then get split apart

Isn't a broken, fucked up relationship

A relationship anyway?

At some point we have to decide

Either everything is a relationship

Or nothing in a relationship

Either God is everything

Or God is nothing

And that is in the book

The Big Book of AA

Nothing can come

Nothing can go away

Everything is

Inseparable

Unbreakable

Incapable

Of being split or combined

No capacity to fast forward

And no way to rewind

There and then

Are here and now

I am

And always have been

And always will be

In the right place

At the right time

Doing the right thing

Because there only ever was

Or is

Or will be

One place

One time

One action

And only one thing

Love

I am love

You are love

We are love

We are an expression

Of creation

Creating our expression

And

Expressing

Our creation

Our creation

Of love

I am love

You are love

We are love

We are an expression

Of creation

Creating our expression

And

Expressing

Our creation

Our creation

Of love

So when I have dinner

With my family

And then feel itchy

And scratch that itch

By engaging in phone sex

Or by going to meet some stranger

Whose questions I don't want to answer

Because they are too personal

And anyway

Those questions deny the truth

That we all are one

They deny the truth that divided

Is something we cannot be or become

So what does it matter if I don't really like you

If I don't like how you look

Or don't even like how you smell

What does it matter if I

Probably won't want to see you again

After I orgasm?

We are indivisibly one

Whether I call you again

Or return your calls

Whether I agree to even give you

My phone number at all

Rejection

Is an illusion

The very idea

Is insanity

There is no you and me

There is just a blob

We could call it God

We could call it Bob

Hi Bob

Thanks for being

So complete

Thanks for putting me at ease

Thanks for giving me your eyes

So I can finally see

So I can put my eyes aside

My eyes that have only ever seen

Insecurity

Threat

And peril

Visions that have only

Ever made me

Fight

Made me desperate

Separate

Apart

With a broken heart

Hurt

And tossed in the dirt

Thanks Bob

For releasing me

Thanks Bob

For setting me free

Thanks Bob

For being the bee's knees

Thanks Bob

For the beautiful tree

Thanks Bob

For infinity

And for reverie

And for every

Thing

Thanks Bob

Thanks Bob

For blue and red and green

Thanks Bob

For black and white

And for all the shades between

Thanks Bob

For whatever

Blah blah blah

Thanks Bob