living in a desert starving, famished lacking sustenance for the brain nourishment for the soul light to annihilate the thirst alone in all but name asking, pleading for the food of life for a decade . . . more
People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin When I say that I'm o.k. well they look at me kind of strange Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game
People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me When I tell them that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round I really love to watch them roll No longer riding on the merry-go-round I just had to let it go
Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion Well I tell them there's no problem, only solutions Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind I tell them there's no hurry I'm just sitting here doing time
I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round I really love to watch them roll No longer riding on the merry-go-round I just had to let it go I just had to let it go I just had to let it go
On Gather, I'm Looking For ...:
a lonely impulse of delight
I am going through something very painful and difficult. If I do not comment on your work please forgive me.
Chana, sweet soul, I never had the chance to get to know you better in this world. I denied myself that chance, and sometimes, the tears are acid in my soul.
Maybe I'll meet you up there in the sky, my friend, and we'll sing and dance together to all your favourite music.
I'm finally doing the right thing by you - you will know what it is - and I know your soul will rest a little easier. I wish I could have stemmed your tears more often, laughed and made silly jokes more often. That last chat you had with me was such a healer for both of us, wasn't it!
You shine even brighter up there , Chana, and there's such peace , such innate joy in that light....
OMG I am so sorry....Chana You WILL BE SO MISSED! I have not been on here much as I was touring, recording, and i stopped by to say Hi and see that your gone.......I am deeply saddened as we never met...I felt we did...The last pings on my page are from you telling me that you will listen to my music...I hope you did and found peace in my words.....Miss You My Friend too many Angels this year...everytime i turn around there is another.....you were so full of life may God Bless You Shalom Dear Lady Shalom
Linger Like the music the music of memory cutting to the depth bleeding between the white the white pages of lyrical vibrations gyrations of a world a world ever turning in the shadow in the shadow of our discontent
