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Watershed Mood: Silent Disturbance The party has ended and too soon the curtains are closing. It started with an eclipse and ended just before a bloody red moon Is that all that it is? I lie here in the dark at four in the morning searching for reason searching for faith Once again, I've hit a crossroad This happens so very often these days And I'm ending this just like this Just like fate has dropped me off the race No rhythm, no rhyme Just this dark and empty space. Thought I knew my mind like the back of my hand, The gold and the rainbow, but nothing panned out as I planned. And they say only milk and honey's gonna make your soul satisfied! Well I better learn how to swim 'cause the crossing is chilly and wide. Twisted guardrail on the highway, broken glass on the cement A ghost of someone's tragedy, how recklessly my time has been spent. And they say that it's never too late, but you don't get any younger! Well I better learn how to starve the emptiness and feed the hunger Up on the watershed, standing at the fork in the road You can stand there and agonize 'till your agony's your heaviest load. You'll never fly as the crow flies, get used to a country mile. When you're learning to face the path at your pace Every choice is worth your while. Well there's always retrospect to light a clearer path Every five years or so I look back on my life and I have a good laugh. You start at the top, go full circle round, catch a breeze, take a spill But ending up where I started again makes me wanna stand still. Stepping on a crack, breaking up and looking back Every tree limb overhead just seems to sit and wait. Until every step you take becomes a twist of fate. Up on the watershed, standing at the fork in the road You can stand there and agonize till your agony's your heaviest load You'll never fly as the crow flies, get used to a country mile When you're learning to face the path at your pace Every choice is worth your while From the album Nomads Indians Saints, written and performed by the American folk-rock duo, Indigo Girls. |
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follow where your heart leads you but guided by the head above you and all the experience in the past. Don't be afraid enjoy the journey if it doesn't take you where you want to, you can always reroute. “Use the quotation for the occasion; do not make an occasion for the quotation.”
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4/2/2015 3:54 pm |
follow where your heart leads you but guided by the head above you and all the experience in the past. Don't be afraid enjoy the journey if it doesn't take you where you want to, you can always reroute. 
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