Queensrÿche - Anybody listening

You and I

Long to live like the wind upon the water

If we close our eyes, we'll maybe realize

There's more to life than what we have known

And I can't believe I've spent so long

Living lies I know were wrong inside

I've just begun to see the light

Long ago there was a dream

Had to make a choice or two

Leaving all I loved behind

For what nobody knew

Stepped out on the stage, a life

Under lights and judging eyes

Now the applause has died and I

Can dream again...

Is there anybody listening?

Is there anyone that sees what's going on?

Read between the lines

Criticize the words they're selling

Think for yourself and feel the walls

Become sand beneath your feet

Feel the breeze?

Time's so near you can almost taste the freedom

There's a warm wind from the south

Hoist the sail and we'll be gone

By morning this will all seem like a dream

And if I don't return to sing the song

Maybe just as well

I've seen the news and there's

Not much I can do... alone

Is there anybody listening?

Is there anyone who smiles without a mask?

What's behind the words--images

They know will please us?

I'll take what's real

Bring up the lights

Is there anybody listening?

Is there anyone that sees what's going on?

Read between the lines

Criticize the words they're selling

Think for yourself and feel the walls...

Become sand beneath your feet

Writer(s): Geoffery Tate, Christopher Degarmo

Yes

 Band Yes has been a very interesting musical group. Been listening to owner of a lonely heart. I'm an 80's gal and seen their videos and familiar with them. That being said, it's the lyrics that compell. The long version video explains more as the short will make no sense if you are not familiar. The animal symbolism is key. Rhapsodomancy time! 

Move yourself ... You always live your life, never thinking of the future..

I am now . 

In the end you've got to go, look before you leap..

AND don't you hesitate at all!

Chinese Horoscopes

Chinese Horoscopes 

Lazy days

 Most of the snow has melted as my shoulders sigh. Just can't think of anything else to do except web designs aka sig tags. I do enjoy it however there needs to be something else to balance it out. That's what coloring was for. Penup is not the same as actually holding a pencil and perusing a book, letting it talk to me.

There's such a great gnawing of my spirit of needing to be creative. I can't just sit here on my unmade bed staring at the cracked ceiling. 

The tiredness of depression roots heavily between sighs as I type this. It would be very helpful to have the resources of compassion like hot water or a microwave to heat soup up. Had an orange for breakfast.  Soup afternoon. " don't ruin my microwave ".. are you kidding me? At least I let it slide down my back. Getting better at not taking things personally but it's hard living with a professional asshole. 

On that note.. this is the hardest time of year for anyone and here's wishing those with extra sorrow a great hope. Situational depression needs more attention. If I told half what of what I live with.. would you believe me?