"When It Don't Come Easy" Red lights are flashing on the highway I wonder if we're gonna ever get home I wonder if we're gonna ever get home tonight Everywhere the waters getting rough Your best intentions may not be enough I wonder if we're gonna ever get home tonight But if you break down I'll drive out and find you If you forget my love I'll try to remind you And stay by you when it don't come easy I don't know nothing except change will come Year after year what we do is undone Time keeps moving from a crawl to a run I wonder if we're gonna ever get home You're out there walking down a highway And all of the signs got blown away Sometimes you wonder if you're walking in the wrong direction But if you break down I'll drive out and find you If you forget my love I'll try to remind you And stay by you when it don't come easy So many things that I had before That don't matter to me now Tonight I cry for the love that I've lost And the love I've never found When the last bird falls And the last siren sounds Someone will say what's been said before Some love we were looking for But if you break down I'll drive out and find you If you forget my love I'll try to remind you And stay by you when it don't come easy

Oh my God.. its winter..cold days, darker nights. Franchised love and fuddling around in the mud. When will the day come I have clean, fresh water for my face..when I can look into the mirror and recognise the reflection? You come and go from my life..dancing through and wisking off again. The vacuum and void is disturbing. I think you love me. But I am always guessing..it is exhausting. It is because the highs are so high that when I come down it feels like I could never climb that mount again. True, the air is purer, but thinner. Angels with clipped wings..never satistied with the ground. You enjoy watching me limp!

"Why" by ANNIE LENNOX How many times do I have to try to tell you That I'm sorry for the things I've done But when I start to try to tell you That's when you have to tell me Hey... this kind of trouble's only just begun I tell myself too many times Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words That keep on falling from your mouth Falling from your mouth Falling from your mouth Tell me... Why Why I may be mad I may be blind I may be viciously unkind But I can still read what you're thinking And I've heard it said too many times That you'd be better off Besides... Why can't you see this boat is sinking (this boat is sinking this boat is sinking) Let's go down to the water's edge And we can cast away those doubts Some things are better left unsaid But they still turn me inside out Turning inside out turning inside out Tell me... Why Tell me... Why This is the book I never read These are the words I never said This is the path I'll never tread These are the dreams I'll dream instead This is the joy that's seldom spread These are the tears... The tears we shed This is the fear This is the dread These are the contents of my head And these are the years that we have spent And this is what they represent And this is how I feel Do you know how I feel 'cause i don't think you know how I feel I don't think you know what I feel I don't think you know what I feel You don't know what I feel

You are everything to me Colours Warmth Hope What am I to you? Amusement.

Listening to Demis Roussos sing, accompanied by Vangelis..Spring, Summer, Winter, and Fall........ over and over and over.. its over and over and over. Here comes another wave, I hold my breath......pulled under, sure it is the last. My lungs are about to burst from the pressure. I close my eyes and hope it is the last! But the waters thrust me up, forcing me to gulp air. If just once it would push me toward the shore, but I am left to the blue waters. My True North is confused, so I look to other stars which are unforgiving. Although there is all this water around me, my lips are parched and burnt. I long for my skin to be caressed and soft again. Night is falling and the water will once again turn cold. Over and over and over......

When we attempt to interpret the 'literal' meaning of a song, we rob ourselves of the gift the artist is sharing! The beauty of songs, their meanings, the way it touches us in profound ways is a deeply personal experience to be accepted in the spirit which it was given... free interpretation So, to wonder what this word or that phrase is telling us is moot since it is something different to each one of us..that is what makes art so precious! Just enjoy your experience and don't dissect it.

On this day I am chronologically 52, emotionally 19, and etherally 112. How music has moved my life is such a force. It has kept me through trials, celebrated with me during suntimes, and has been the glue. I find it such a joy when I can find lyrics that move me and even better when the melody combines to make that lighter-than-air, living-with-the-angels feeling that I have grown so acustomed to throughout my life. When I was a little girl I would tell my mother that I was going to 'marry music.' Strange, this thought. However all that appreciate the use of words, turned to lyrics, will know what I am talking about. Singers, Poets, Artists...truly a gift for us all!