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lyrics
strange days indeed... in the absence of music, inspiration comes and goes, more fleeting than ever before... is it over?... the dream, I mean... was John right all those years ago?... "God is a concept by which we measure our pain" - John Lennon (and he said it again)... but he had his Yoko...
John had his Yoko
and all that came before
as much as it was
it became even more
for all the creativity
and all we dream of
can not compare with
a heart that falls in love
he had the Beatles
fortune and fame
bigger than Jesus
but what's in a name?
he had the magic
the world turned on
he may have left
but he's never gone
remember remember
today
and sometime between the moments that made up today (the day it was, was today once, after all), fleeting as it may have been, there was a flash of memory that lead be back into the lyric bin where I found (and added to the lyrics gardens, though now they are quite lopsided as so many other lyrics were not added today) the wonder of John... maybe next time I'll find someone else wandering throgh my memory and write a verse about them...
I guess what I was coming to is that words in songs can be the single most profound influence in this life for me (other than a physical life form)... and I miss actually listening to music (and singing) almost as much as I miss love and friends and with all of my music in storage, reading lyrics is as close as I get... some of the most meaningful or even profound words are buried in (or drowned out by) music... I took a course in rock lyrics once... it was a full credit English course (gotta love those California schools)... wonderful discussions about the possible meanings of songs... everybody has a theory, some actally feel the words... for me, songs, like movies, can become as real as I let them... and I do let them...
a small fraction of the lyrics that mean something to me for many different reasons (some speak to me as if I wrote them about myself or life, some express hopes or dreams or nightmares, some are beautiful and/or intense expressions or stories) can be found in the previously mentioned lyrics gardens... and more about music can be found in the bios... but I'm still not sure what this entry is about...
I miss music, I miss people, I miss love, I miss sharing feelings... that's about it... so if anybody out there in the web wide world happens to be nearby in Orlando and wants to share music and maybe help me remember why I love it so and what it does to those of us who feel it and how it all got left behind and how it can return to life, you're very welcome to become a treasure in my mind...
of course I should be sleeping...
but sometimes I feel life sliding by so fast and I'm missing things so much, I figure I can sleep when I'm dead... of course I might be more coherent if I was awake...
candora
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words
for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd)
if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight
I'd say
I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life
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