And the moon grows dimmer
At the tides low ebb
And your breath comes faster
And you're aching to move
But you're caught in the web...

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Nobody can tell ya
There's only one song worth singing
They may try and sell ya
Cause it hangs them up to see someone like you

But you've gotta
Make your own kind of Music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of Music
Even if no body else sings along

You're gonna be nowhere
The loneliest kind of lonely
It may be rough going
Just to do your thing's the hardest thing to do

Make your own kind of Music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of Music
Even if no body else sings along

So if you cannot take my hand
And if you must be going
I will understand

You've gotta
Make your own kind of Music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of Music
Even if no body else sings along

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My foundations
are in the universe
my spirit is universal
despite all pressures against me
to choose sides
black or white
man or woman
gay or straight
I am still a child
and an old woman
my blood is red
my choice is not to choose
I cannot choice
I am the exception to the rule of choice
I am one and all without exception
I defy the rules
I am me.

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Sweet little cherry blossom,
blooming before her time
Moving her lips to her favorite song,
cherishing every rhyme
Swaying her hips to the rhythm,
humming along with the tune
Lost in her own little dream world
Slow dancing with the moon

Watching her I cannot help,
but go back in my mind
And suddenly I find I am 15 again

Slow dancing with the moon
Oh, the stars got in my eyes long time ago
And I've lived my life like a love sick clown
In a bittersweet cartoon
Just a dreamy eyed kid
Slow dancing with the moon

Watching the girl I'm reminded
she's quite a lot like me
Trapped in the suburbs of wonderland,
lost in her own fantasy
Somehow my heart never grew up,
no one ever burst my balloon
So here I am swirling in star dust,
slow dancing with the moon

Still believe some day my wildest dreams
will all come true
And I'll find someone who'll
make me 15 again
But until then I'm
Slow dancing with the moon
Oh, the stars got in my eyes long time ago
And I've lived my life like a love sick clown
In a bittersweet cartoon
Just a dreamy eyed kid
Slow dancing with the moon














































































































































































































Sunday, April 03, 2005

Well, the Pope died. I'm suprised that I care. I didn't think that I would. I probably wouldn't of noticed that the Pope ever existed except for the fact that he died. But, considering how much religion has been on my mind recently, I guess it's not that suprising. And even I, a spritiual Atheist, will admit that the Pope's death is a tragedy. Not because some great messager from God has died, but because a person millions of people looked up to for support has died. Much the same as when John Lennon died. Wow, I can't even think of another modern day example. It is a sad thing that there is not a single person alive right now that means enough to everyone that their death would shake the world? It's a very sad thing. Yet I cannot think of a single person. I wish there were a Beatles of today. The Who. Someone or something on that scale. It's sad that we have no such cultural icon. Maybe we just don't require one. In this age of politics, people seem to of forgotten the importance of idols. Ahh, idols isn't the right term, but I can't think of another. We've forgotten the importants of the arts, as more than simple entertainment. We've forgotten that politics simply lets us live our life, it's isn't our life. Why do I think this? Because go into any bookstore, and you know the two authors that will be stuck in your face the moment you enter until the moment you leave: Michael Moore and Ann Coulter. God fucking close-minded assholes. I hate both of them so much. They throw facts out the window, misinterpret and misquote everything to make their point. I'm just so sick of the hatred that exists in politics today. It should be this way. People shouldn't hate each other over a difference of beliefs. People shouldn't judge each others character based on their political agenda. It drives me fucking crazy. Especially because, being the wonderous hypocrite that I am, I do the exact same thing. Politics has the possibility of being a wonderful tool. An amazing thing where each and every citizen can change this country we live in (though whether that's good or not i'm starting to doubt. damn Plato, i read too much). But what have we made politics? A slaughtering ground. A place for one person to bash the other to no end. To bring up everything they've ever done wrong and throw it in their face. Is that what was mean when we created this country? Wasn't politics suppose to be a fight for Justice? Man, I don't know what I'm saying. I know I hate what we have now, what we've done to this nation, but I have no clue what would be better.

Hah, and this was meant to be a post on religion. Whoops.


brynnlee let the night fall at 3:55 PM

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