I’ve spent my whole life being sucked into the lyrics and emotion of music and it’s had a big impact on everything for me. I’m sure for you too. Let’s explore what I’ve discovered and held close over the years in a series of selections – starting with these three – where we go from questioning life and meaning and what happens to our thoughts when we are no longer here…. to following one person’s journey to the end of his world – to finishing with love and loneliness and making a dream that’s barely half-awake come true…
I Think About – Toad the Wet Sprocket
Watching me
A bird upon a roof with coal-black feathers
Cocks his head
To catch my eye
Wandering and unfocused I cannot meet his stare
He takes to wing
Silhouette against the sun
Surrounded by the glare
Funny how the days go by invisibly
And faster than I realize the things I think about
Strange to find the calendar my enemy
And scared that when I die so will the things
I think about
I believe in so many things
I know that none of them are true
And my feet
Firm upon a pathway I am far too blind to see
Leading me
Funny how the days go by invisibly
And faster than I realize the things I think about
Scared to find the calendar my enemy
And when I die so will the thousand things
I think about
On and on and on…
Until the End of the World – U2
Haven’t seen you in quite a while
I was down the hold just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as a bride and groom
We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world
I took the money
I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You lead me on with those innocent eyes
You know I love the element of surprise
In the garden I was playing the tart
I kissed your lips and broke your heart
You…you were acting like it was
The end of the world
(Love…love…)
In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows, they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me
Spilling over the brim
Waves of regret and waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You…you said you’d wait
’til the end of the world
Coming Up Close – ‘Til Tuesday
One night in Iowa
He and I in a borrowed car
Went driving in the summer
Promises in every star
Out in the distance
I could hear some people laughing
I felt my heart beat back
A weekend’s worth of sadness
There was a farmhouse
That had long since been deserted
We stopped and carved our hearts
Into the wooden surface
We thought just for an instant
We could see the future
We thought for once we knew
What really was important
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don’t you know that I could make
A dream that’s barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
We got back in the car
And listened to a Dylan tape
We drove around the fields
Until it started getting late
And I went back to
My hotel room on the highway
And he just got back
In his car and drove away
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don’t you know that I could make
A dream that’s barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
But anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, come on home
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