Some People Stay Safe (their whole lives)

Imagine a high school reunion. The narrator is watching as two of her classmates--high school sweethearts who never left their hometown--dance a sweet little waltz. (ps--ignore the metronome clicks!)



Lyrics:

Some people stay safe their whole lives--happy to.
Some people stay safe with their husbands or wives,
and they’re not missing much of anything
they’d ever really ever miss.
After work: “Wheel of Furtune,”
hot tea, and a kiss.
When they travel, she sleeps while he drives
knowing some people stay safe their whole lives.

Some people stay safe their whole lives--quite content--
some people stay safe with their unsharpened knives
that they keep in the box his mother gave them
on the day the said “I do”
and they promised from now till
forever with you.
And reality never arrives
for those schmucks who stay safe their whole lives.

And it’s hard for someone like me to imagine
finding happiness in stones left unturned
and in bridges uncrosses or in innocence unlost
or in the two-ended torches of life left unburned.

Some people stay safe their whole lives--how the hell
do some people stay happy, loved, lucky, and well?
Where nothing ever really happens
so there’s nothing ever to forgive
and always get to live in paradise
but they never really get to live!
I’d rather live!
But in Eden the apple tree thrives....
for the lucky ones who stay safe their whole lives.
Dammit...
Some people stay safe their whole lives.
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As sung by the amazing Emily Peklo at the "Girls Night Out" Cabaret!