Thought of the Day!

If two people share the same thought at the same time, the space between them disappears.

Enough using other people's words.

So, I've been on this KT Tunstall kick because of the painting. When I paint, I must listen to something that doesn't make me want to do anything else... like dance or sing. While I have sung KT at Karaoke, listening to her doesn't make me want to sing... ever. Something about the song Universe and You though that rings with me like a great big brass bell.

Listening to that song in particular while painting puts me in this place mentally.

"I can feel everything you do, hear everything you say - even when you're miles away - because I am me, the universe, and you."

I get to this place where everything is calm and serene and just makes sense. I am one with the Universe because I am the Universe. I am made of the stuff of stars. Painting aliens and alien landscapes when you are one with the Universe just makes sense. That song does that for me.

The thing is, I like female vocalists. Oddly, I like at least three vocalists that sound relatively similar - and lyrically similar too. Toby Lightman, KT Tunstall, and Jenny Owen Youngs - I don't even know the freaking genre... I guess it's "Rock" but it's kinda not. More blue-eyed soul/adult contemporary? Who knows, who cares.

It's basically music that half of my friend-base would crucify me for listening to if they knew, the other half might dig it though, I am really not sure.

Thing is, I like an assload of music. From Kings X to Zappa... Britney to Christina... Bach to Front (haha). So don't judge me for my lyrical choices in this blog. Know that I'm a poet and therefore poetry inspires me.

Suck it if you don't like it.

If I had the balls I'd sing this to him...

I look up and the hills seem far away
But they still say more than you
And on my back I see these clouds above
But they still love me more than you.

And I know I don't have to wait for words
I can walk away and listen to the birds
Listen to the birds

They don't say the things I want to hear
They don't change. They stay the same, when I'm near.

I would dearly love to run away from your shadow for just one day
I would dearly love to run away from your shadow for just one day

I don't ever want to steal your time
Because you seem fine while I feel blue
I don't want to say the things I do
because I know I feel it more than you

And I know I don't have to wait for words
I could walk away and listen to the birds
Listen to the birds
'Cause they don't say the things I wanna hear
They don't change
They stay the same when I'm near

And I would dearly love to run away
From your shadow for just one day
I would dearly love to run away
From your shadow for just one day

And I know I don't have to wait for you
I could turn around and find somebody new
Find somebody new yeah
Someone who says the things I need to hear
Doesn't change someone who stays the same
When I'm near.

But I would dearly love to run away
From your shadow for just one day.

Today's Lyrics...Through the Dark by KT Tunstall

As I walk away I look over my shoulder to see what I'm leaving behind
Pieces of puzzles and wishes on eyelashes failed.
Oh, oh
How do I show all the love inside my heart?
This is all new and I'm feeling my way through the dark.

And I used to talk with honest conviction of how I predicted my world
I'm going to leave it stargazers tell me what your telescope says
Oh, oh, what is in store for me now? It's coming apart
I know that it's true as I'm feeling my way through the dark

Trying to find a light on somewhere
Trying to find a light on somewhere

I'm finding I'm falling in love with the dark over me.

Oh, oh what do I know I don't care
Where I start
For my troubles are few as I'm feeling my way through the dark
Feeling my way through the dark...

Giving Up

Sometimes you see the writing on the wall and have to read it.
Sometimes you ignore the writing and the wall and get a face full of bricks.
Sometimes you stare at the wall long enough and faces emerge
Sometimes the wall tumbles down and you're left staring at the rubble.

Sometimes you can climb the wall.

I'm giving it up entirely.
I'm drawing graffiti on it and hoping that whatever might be beyond the wall will climb it and find me. Otherwise... whatever might be beyond it can enjoy staring at the other side of the wall for eternity.

I'm done.