In the moments that I feel I am fighting against a world that has no care for what is really important, I play music to adjust my thoughts.
I am nobody and .eco will go to the Yaley and the Bore, not because they deserve it but because they can have it. Capitalism is far from the Utopian world I envision but most would argue that I only have this vision out of a sense of not having money.
I say to them, " You are right. I don't have it, but I did, and than I woke up."
I have learned that I have something a bit more powerful than money.
I have family.
I have love.
I have music.
I have something, that moves and inspires me every day, way beyond the inspiration that grabbed hold of our most brilliant and brought them and the most powerful country to its knees.
The U.S. is no longer the prom queen, but it doesn't mean it can't dance to the last song of the night and remember what it was like to be young, and naive, and think the world was at its feet.
My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock
Like a rock, I was strong as I could be
Like a rock, nothin ever got to me
Like a rock, I was something to see
Like a rock
And I stood arrow straight
Unencumbered by the weight
Of all these hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud, I stood tall
High above it all
I still believed in my dreams
Twenty years now
Whered they go?
I dont know
Sit and I wonder sometimes
Where theyve gone
And sometimes late at night
When Im bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin a ghostly white
And I recall
The Blonde sees a better life!!