Give Me A Fish or Teach Me How To Fish
Some of those nights when I don't watch movies, I like to indulge myself in all kinds of random music. Those beautiful voices carry over the lyrics and rhythm to another level where my mind travels in the universe, across the spectum of time.
Big flakes rising up
The snow is cold February Tuesday
Random songs ponding from within my heart
I know the past is gone
Jeans, graphic tees, sunglasses, and v100 lug boots
Somebody and nobody
Old faces drifting through my mind like summer clippings
Hair or grass, gray or green
No major regrets but something reminds me
Growing kids became the once upon a time
Frustrated and not peaceful
The long leg from Chicago to Tokyo
But what about now
The mortgage, the chores, the team and all their bullshit
Tomorrow is another day
Once I drive through the city and highway, I am free
Whether it's the best of times or the worst of times, it's the only time we've got.