Lost and Running
Krista’s done it, again. It’s kinda weirdin’ me out, frankly. I don’t know her. I’ve never met her. I don’t think she's ever visited my blog. Still, every time I drop by hers, I hear a song I’ve never heard before, and/but it’s RIGHT. I always hear a righteous tune, a song that captures what I’m feeling at the exact time that I’m feeling...
It’s weird.
It’s weird.
Oh I was sick and tired of waiting lost
You were mad at me for so much more
I was bored listening to the same old chords
You would complain I was never around
And we shouldn't hope
No we shouldn't hope
If love is so easy then why am I stuck?
If life is so smooth why can't I get enough?
(C'mon, sing it!)
I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
Oh, every day moves like a hurricane
It's dragging me around no matter what I say
Night time in the city streets, I'm out of luck
The cobblestones are dark and wet
There's no one I trust
Yeah, it comes around
And it comes around
Mr. So-Easy say where have you gone?
I'm looking for somewhere I can lay down my arms
Oh, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No I'm still lost and running
Somewhere I lay down my arms
Oh I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
Oh, oh, oh...
Oh. Oh.
Oh, oh, oh...
I'm taking my time I let it float away
Tell me no lies and you'd have nothing to say
The further we slip into this rabbit hole
The harder we look for a new place to go
Oh, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
(C'mon, sing it!)
I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running
Somewhere I lay down my arms
Oh, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
(I'm still lost and running)
Well the harder we look
(I'm still lost and running)
For a new place to go
(I'm still lost and running)
Yeah the harder we look
(I'm still lost and running)
For a new place to go
(I'm still lost and running)
You can't lay there in my arms
(I'm still lost and running)
You can't lay there in my arms
I'm still lost and running
* * *
You were mad at me for so much more
I was bored listening to the same old chords
You would complain I was never around
And we shouldn't hope
No we shouldn't hope
If love is so easy then why am I stuck?
If life is so smooth why can't I get enough?
(C'mon, sing it!)
I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
Oh, every day moves like a hurricane
It's dragging me around no matter what I say
Night time in the city streets, I'm out of luck
The cobblestones are dark and wet
There's no one I trust
Yeah, it comes around
And it comes around
Mr. So-Easy say where have you gone?
I'm looking for somewhere I can lay down my arms
Oh, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No I'm still lost and running
Somewhere I lay down my arms
Oh I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
Oh, oh, oh...
Oh. Oh.
Oh, oh, oh...
I'm taking my time I let it float away
Tell me no lies and you'd have nothing to say
The further we slip into this rabbit hole
The harder we look for a new place to go
Oh, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
(C'mon, sing it!)
I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running
Somewhere I lay down my arms
Oh, I'm still lost and running
I can't get enough
(I'm still lost and running)
Well the harder we look
(I'm still lost and running)
For a new place to go
(I'm still lost and running)
Yeah the harder we look
(I'm still lost and running)
For a new place to go
(I'm still lost and running)
You can't lay there in my arms
(I'm still lost and running)
You can't lay there in my arms
I'm still lost and running
* * *
posted by Jonas | 1/27/2009 09:12:00 PM
6 Comments:
I love the words....they work for me, too. I'm going to start checking her blog out, Jonas....glad to "hear" you....
If you pay attention, wonderful synchronicities are everywhere.
ha! don't be weirded out Jonas!
it's the beauty of music/lyrics....
when we're honest about it, we find we're all dealing with the same shit, it just looks slightly different person to person.
glad you like the music, finding good stuff has given me some purpose.
I'm not surprised the tune resonated within you, Ms. Hurricane. Glad I could point you in the direction of a new blog (although I've long noticed that we gravitate to the same blogs).
I believe in synchronicity, serendipity, magic and mystery. It beats all the alternatives.
Ah, Ms. WK, you dropped by! It gives me a chance to, once again, thank you for your tune selection.
I'm glad you've found a purpose. I expect you to apply yourself diligently...('cuz I'm selfish like that).
Buddhism. I'm convinced that's one of the many paths to happiness. I heard a quote that says "He who is content, has everything his heart desires." Of course my wife doesn't like me using that when she wants to go shopping.
But I think that's it. But I know it's not easy living and thinking like that. We are trained from birth to be attached to things. As soon as the doctor picks us up ans slaps us on the ass, we're attached to it.. Oh wait......
But you know what I mean. Western culture is built on amassing millions of useless things. Happiness through spending money. And we keep picking away at that string all the while popping our Prozac and drinking our beer, looking for joy somewhere else.
You'll get no argument from me, Jay.
While I was never particularly driven by materialistic desires, the desires of the heart are another matter. I have rivers to cross and lessons to learn before Buddha offers a wink and a nod.
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