reminder to anyone wallowing in the depths

ANOTHER TRAIN - Pete Morton

THE BEGINNING IS NOW AND WILL ALWAYS BE,
YOU SAY YOU LOST YOUR CHANCE AND THAT FATE BROUGHT YOU DEFEAT,
BUT THAT MEANS NOTHING, YOU LOOK SO SAD,
YOU'VE BEEN LISTENING TO THOSE WHO SAY YOU MISSED YOUR CHANCE.

THERE'S ANOTHER TRAIN, THERE ALWAYS IS,
MAYBE THE NEXT ONE IS YOURS, GET UP AND CLIMB ABOARD ANOTHER TRAIN.

YOU MAY FEEL YOU'RE DONE, BUT THERE'S NO SUCH THING,
THOUGH YOU'RE STANDING ON YOUR OWN,
YOUR OWN BREATH IS KING,
THE BEGINNING IS NOW, DON'T TURN AROUND,
FOR REGRETS OF BAD MISTAKES WILL ONLY DRAIN YOU.

THERE'S ANOTHER TRAIN, THERE ALWAYS IS,
MAYBE THE NEXT ONE IS YOURS, GET UP AND CLIMB ABOARD ANOTHER TRAIN.


WE CRAWL IN THE DARK SOMETIMES AND THINK TOO MUCH,
FILL OUR HEADS WITH CRAZY THINGS THAT ONLY BREAK OUR HEARTS,
I KNOW YOU'VE SEEN WHAT THIS EARTH CAN DO,
WHEN ITS DRAGGING DOWN ANOTHER LOAD OF US WORRISOME FOOLS.

THERE'S ANOTHER TRAIN, THERE ALWAYS IS,
MAYBE THE NEXT ONE IS YOURS, GET UP AND CLIMB ABOARD ANOTHER TRAIN.


I KNOW ITS HARD, WE CAN FEEL CONFUSED
CROWN OURSELVES WITH IT ALL 'TILL WE FEEL WE CANNOT MOVE,
BUILDING WORLDS THAT DON'T EXIST
IMAGINATION PLAYS THE WORST TRICKS.

THERE'S ANOTHER TRAIN, THERE ALWAYS IS,
MAYBE THE NEXT ONE IS YOURS, GET UP AND CLIMB ABOARD ANOTHER TRAIN.

There is no lover in my arms, but I'm in love!

how can that be?






by The Waterboys


FISHERMAN"S BLUES


I wish I was a fisherman
tumblin' on the seas
far away from dry land
and it's bitter memories
castin' out my sweet line
with abandonment and love
no ceiling bearin' down on me
save the starry sky above
with light in my head
with you in my arms...
i wish i was the brakeman
on a hurtlin fevered train
crashin head long into the heartland
like a cannon in the rain
with the feelin of the sleepers
and the burnin of the coal
countin the towns flashin by
and a night that's full of soul
with light in my head
with you in my arms...

And I know I will be loosened
from the bonds that hold me fast
and the chains all around me
will fall away at last
and on that grand and fateful day
I will take thee in my hand
I will ride on a train
I will be the fisherman
With light in my head
You in my arms...

Light in my head
You in my arms...

Light in my head
You...

With light in my head
You in my arms...

Today is a day for the sowing of seeds;

come join me kahuna, kumu share your manao and aloha

the wind and rivers can carry them mamao'ae

this is the way of love and malama pono





(with apologies for my fractured usage of the precious Hawaiian language)

the moon speaks to her beloved

I do not require your love
I only wish your gaze

I have nothing to teach you;
I am only here to remind you
of your sun

and so....
when you look into me
and see my waters become still and calm


sink into those depths
and know what is real


within you

Beloved