Thursday, August 23, 2007

5 Things My Daddy's Music Has Taught Me

1. Even if you can't stand the music, you have to give the lyrics a chance.
2. How to sing my heart out (no matter who's listening).
3. Just how great a song can sound on vinyl.
4. The difference between an artist and a salesman.
5. There is more beneath the surface, in songs and in people.

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

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