"Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality." -MARTIN LUTHER KING JR.
Politely so professional
Digressing to political
Somewhat diabolical
Always analytical
And most of all illogical
Can’t grasp the metaphysical
Born & bred, died in the wool
Don’t take me for a motley fool
Livin’ live has been my school
Bothersome they just persist
Make me wanna slit my wrist
Demand it with an iron fist
Don’t think now, you must enlist
Sorry doesn’t make my list
Even if you think I’ve dis’d
Somday you might get the jist
Of something that you may have missed
Is it me or is it you?
Old and new and different too
Someone once said I looked like you
But I’m not the girl that I once knew
Let me be me
And you be you
Let three be three
And two be two
This is now, not yesterday
This is how the masters play
One step forward, two steps back
Yet nothing lands you in the past
What? I didn’t hear me? What did I say? Yes, I mean no. What were we talking about? Yes I love, I doubt, I fear. Why do they come together like that? When I’m here, I’m also there. I have to get someone to trim my hair. I think therefore I do not think and blocks are found at every turn. No they’re not for building , they’re for tripping- not like that you fiend. There’s a simple explanation for all of this, I just have to quickly make it up. When Adam met Eve and they fell… for each other. No stop. That’s not right. So, the other day I was thinking and thinking I was and really where does all this thinking lead me if I cant make up my own mind? I really need to, yes I do. The basis for my conclusion is simple and astute. A student of life and stuff. You know- like all stuff. Stuff is what makes up most everything in this world. Slap, no tap a slap’s too harsh. Someone touch me before I scream! Please but softly use your hands. Kiss me hold me, stroke my hair. Just be gentle for…
It’s amazing that one person can capture a feeling so well. This song, surprisingly, has been a comfort and form of release for me when I’m just having “one of those days.”
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. The lyrics are listed below. A heart is always the greatest place to sing from… no matter what it may sometimes seem.
All at once
The World can overwhelm me
There’s almost nothing that you could tell me
That could ease my mind
Which way will you run?
When it’s always all around you
And the feeling lost and found you again
The feeling that you have no control
Around the sun
Some say it’s going to be the new hell
Some say it’s still too early to tell
Some say it really ain’t no myth at all
We keep asking ourselves
Are we really strong enough?
There’re so many things
That we got too proud of
I want to take the preconceived
Out from underneath your feet
We could shake it off
And instead we’ll plant some seeds
We’ll watch them as they grow
And with each new beat
From your heart the roots grow deeper
The branches, well they reach for what?
Nobody really knows
But underneath it all
There’s his heart all alone
What about when it’s gone?
It really won’t be so long
Sometimes it feels like a heart
Is no place to be singing from at all
There’s a world we’ve never seen
There’s still hope between the dreams
The weight of it all could blow away with a breeze
But if your waiting on the wind
Don’t forget to breathe
Because as the darkness gets deeper
We’re sinking so we reach for love
At least something we can hold
But I’ll reach to you
From where time just can’t go
What about when it’s gone?
It really won’t be so long
Sometimes it feels like a heart
Is no place to be singing from at all
