sing me a song,
play me a rhythm
show me a picture,
and i will follow you...

call out to me,
read out to me,
make me turn,
make me see,
and i will follow you..

CONTEMPLATIONS OF A WANDERING MIND..

words, there are many,
deeds that compare, few.
it sends your mind spinnin'
when you finally figure what to do.

time, it was always a luxury,
alas i've let it go waste.
will be paying the dues for long,
but then, i always expected it.

an idea, a thought, a want;
a wish, a worry, a word-
all, constant companions for long.
yet today i sit here musing,
what are they really worth?

the world's a stage and we but actors,
or so said the Bard.
sigh, someone please tell the director
i've misplaced my cue card.

the plot has been lost, the script distorted
but then again its me, all will be sorted.
the world is a stage, and we mere actors,
performing the play called Life with oh, such ardor.

what i want...

so here's what i really want... i want to travel. i want to go to las vegas, the amazon, ireland, spain, germany, greece, new zealand, antartica, cambodia, laos, afghanistan.. to go around the country with a backpack... to see those casinos and the much talked of crazy life... to see the wildlife all around, to play with snakes and try putting huge pythons around my neck.. to watch a real bull fight, to attend the oktoberfest...to see places that i have only read or heard about... to see dolphins and whales and walruses and penguins and big huge polar bears and crocodile pits... to touch all these animals... to bunjee jump.. to sit in an airplane's cockpit. to sleep under the stars or live in a small tiny hill cottage by a stream, somewhere in the hills, with a green cover all around... to just see and touch and to do and be...
to let these things touch me, affect me, thrill me. to not turn away. to break free. to be uninhibited. to let go. and to let it all in...

...and to make it all happen myself.

...'cause i wonder where you are
and i wonder what you do
are you somewhere feeling lonely,
or is someone loving you?

BITTERSWEET SYMPHONY...

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life
Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah
No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no

Well, I've never prayed,
But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now
But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mold , I am here with my mold
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no

(Well have you ever been down?)
(I can't change, I can't change...)
(Ooooohhhhh...)

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life
Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah
You know I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no
I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no
I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no

(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(It justs sex and violence melody and silence)
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)
(Been down)
(Ever been down)
(Ever been down)(Lalalalalalaaaaaaaa...)
(Ever been down)
(Ever been down)
(Have you ever been down?)
(Have you ever been down?)
(Have you ever been down?)

-- the verve

Grace

Spend a little time standin' on the front lines
And you really can't talk at all
Your mind begins to wonder
Is there any love at all?
The photographs you took
Yeah there was somethin' in their eyes
Every saint used to be a sinner
Every man used to be a child
You said it was all in inside my mind

You were wrong
There was grace
You saw the enemy
I saw your face
People like you and I
Spinnin' through space
You were wrong
I still have faith

Everytime I feel the sunshine
I thank the Lord up above
For seein' somethin' I
Couldn't see at all
Comin' down hard
The feelin's all gone
Where are we gonna hide?
My wings are feelin' clipped now
And all I wanna do is fly

Somethin's gotta give
Get up stand up see through it
Gotta get this message to you
You said life don't mean a thing
That there's no reason left to dream

-- Ed Kowalczyk

STOP FOR A MINUTE

Some days, feel my soul has left my body

Feel I'm floating high above me
Like I'm looking down upon me

Start sinking, every time I get to thinking
It's easier to keep on moving
Never stop to let the truth in

Sometimes I feel like it's all been done
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one
Sometimes I wanna change everything I've ever done
I'm too tired to fight and yet too scared to run

And if I stop for a minute
I think about things I really don't wanna know
And I'm the first to admit it
Without you I'm a liner stranded in an ice floe

I feel like a thief who has no faith
Maybe more than by the grade
Of the drugs you took that day

Sinking in the pain he's been inflicting
Yet he's feeling like the victim
Just a horoscope's to blame

Sometimes I feel like a little lost child
Sometimes I feel like the chosen one
Sometimes I wanna shout out 'til everything goes quiet
Sometimes I wonder why I was ever born

And if I stop for a minute
I think about things really I don't wanna know
And I'm the first to admit it
Without you I'm child and so wherever you go
I will follow

One... yeah...
And baby you are just beautiful from crown to your cuticles
You held down my two sons, you never frown when duty calls
You know me, I gave you more than you can handle
But you still keep a handle on it, even when I take something beautiful and vandal on it
No more females? Well how come my emails got notes on a scandal
It's like Eve with the apple,
A priest in the chapel
Overcome by the devil's tackle
I'm still shackled the bad til I know
I'm such a hassle every time I let my thoughts go
I get baffled so I hardly pause
I just crossed seas with these gnarly broads
Cos it hurts me just to see what I finally lost
So I guess I'm just a fiend
Consumed by the scene
The stage and the screens
Where it's just me and Keane

And if I stop for a minute
I think about things I really don't wanna know
So I guess I'm just a fiend
Consumed by the scene

And I'm the first to admit it
Without you I'm a liner stranded in an ice floe
The stage and the screens
Where it's just me and Keane

--Keane