The Sarcophagus of My Sacrifice Was the Admission Price to Span the Crevasse.

Friday, November 20, 2020

For all of my talk about gym spaces and running paces, it is all for naught...and maybe that's a commentary beyond my current injury, but speaks to the overall narrative.

Anybody Listening?
by Queensrÿche

You and I Long to live like the wind upon the water.
If we close our eyes, we'll maybe realize
There's more to life than what we have known.
And I can't believe I've spent so long
Living lies I knew were wrong inside;
I've just begun to see the light.

Long ago there was a dream
Had to make a choice or two
Leaving all I loved behind
For what nobody knew.
Stepped out on the stage, a life
Under lights and judging eyes.
Now the applause has died and I
Can dream again.

Is there anybody listening?
Is there anyone that sees what's going on?
Read between the lines
Criticize the words they're selling
Think for yourself and feel the walls
Become sand beneath your feet.

Feel the breeze?
Time's so near you can almost taste the freedom.
There's a warm wind from the south.
Hoist the sail and we'll be gone
By morning this will all seem like a dream.
And if I don't return to sing the song
Maybe just as well,
I've seen the news and there's
Not much I can do...alone.

Is there anybody listening?
Is there anyone who smiles without a mask?
What's behind the words-images
They know will please us?
I'll take what's real. Bring up the lights.

Is there anybody listening?
Is there anyone that sees what's going on?
Read between the lines
Criticize the words they're selling
Think for yourself and feel the walls
Become sand beneath your feet.

Close your eyes.