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Duncanville, TX, United States
I'm an international person, having spent 6+years of my youth in various Central and South American countries. Within my occupation as a television engineer, I've since traveled back to Mexico several times to film various religious sites, to Ireland to film a video documentary on the life of St. Patrick, to Portugal and England. Each time I took hundreds of pictures, wrote songs and poems about the things I saw and heard and felt go on around me, and tried to absorb a sense for what people in each locale thought. How they love, how they see, how they think.... My other sites: www.myspace.com/mothtoacandle http://community.webshots.com/user/waynocook www.soundclick.com/eddieaustin

Monday, December 10, 2007

It’s a Long Way

I used to answer questions with my balled up fists
take suggestions as an affront to my integrity
It’s hard to see the light when your lookin’ into hell
And heaven seems a far off fantasy

I couldn’t pick which path to take
‘cause I couldn’t get my feet out of the mud
The feeling that this was a spiral around
Seemed like I was always going down

Picking and choosing has it’s way of stringing you along
Of making you think you have the answer when it’s just a siren’s song
You have to stop to listen and that’s so hard to do
Stopping to change my way to follow the truth

It’s a long way up to that tiny, flickering light
It’s a long way up to what you know is right
After trying so hard to die
And it’s a long way off to the start of the road
It’s a long way up when you have a heavy load
When you veered so far off the path
It’s a long way up to sunshine and joy
When you wasted so much time on your wrath

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Philosophical one...Good.