Verse by Verse

As I have said before, part of the joy of long drives is getting to listen to music, and of course sing at the top of your lungs. I may be something of a music junkie, too. But while driving back to Tallahassee today I started thinking about how much music can be part of our lives. Each note and each word can have a different effect on different people. They can even change in meaning depending on your mood or where you are in life. Whatever the effect, music can be pretty powerful. These artists pour themselves into each piece, and we have the pleasure of incorporating them into our lives.

So, below are some verses from a few of the songs that made my trip: (how many do you know? -_^)

~You make me want to smoke a cigarette / You make me want to be someone else

~You don't know the story / You don't know what happened / You don't know me like you thought you did or you'd be laughing

~Picked all my weeds / But kept the flowers

~I'm not sick / I am lovely / Hatred is the curse of man

~There is this hunger / This restlessness inside of me / And it knows that you're no stranger / You're my gravity

~But the other side of the mattress and boxspring stayed like new / And what’s the point of holding on to what never gets used / Other than a sick desire for self abuse

~He said, "It's all in your head" / And I said, "So's everything'" but he didn't get it / I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy

~It makes no sense no / I know it's pointless / But I feel alive right now / And I've been needing this forbidden kiss

~The hair is from a little boy / And the cross is someone she has not met / Not yet

~Mr. Darkness it's been awhile since I've seen you / You just come around right when my hurting seems through / Everyone gets someone and darkness I got you

~They live just like the paint-by-numbers / The teacher would be impressed / A lifetime of follow the lines / So it's just like all the rest

~I used to believe that wishes come true / But it's hard to believe you count as a wish / Do you

~Just bend the pieces til they fit / Like they were made for it / But they weren't meant for this

~Is it right to want to run / I'm walking backwards at the wrong of a gun

~We all have something that digs at us / At least we dig each other

~Stepping though my shadow / Coming out the other side / Step into the shadow / 46 & 2 are just ahead of me

~The water’s warm and children swim / And we frolicked about in our summer skin

~I don't need to be fixed / And I certainly don't need to be found / I'm not lost / I just need to be loved

~I've got the scars to prove that love has had its day and its way with me / So can we roll tonight / Roll though your desert / Can we start over

I could really keep going, but I guess I will stop. I also listened to a few hours of blues. That is always good for the soul. Where would the world be without music?

I also have to say that my trip home was too short, but I am glad I got to see those I did. I was also able to make a pit stop in Columbia to have lunch and catch up with some people there. Funny how you can miss places you tried so hard to leave.

Sidenote: I brought back Cherry-Lemon Sundrop and Cheerwine...yes!