All The Wrong Places

I'm constantly trying to determine what living really is for me at this point. My life is on repeat these days; I share the same thoughts, ideas and approaches to my circumstances on a daily basis. I am so consumed with the past that I am in many ways unable to move forward. I keep thinking about how life was before such drastic things happened and I wish to revisit this time period over and over again.

What bothers me more than anything is that I cannot do anything tangible to change the past. I can only try to accept what has occurred and mold this life into something meaningful. I am the kind of person who rarely forgets and moves on and yet in this case, there is no alternative.

Currently playing in iTunes: Gbliss by Recue

Solsbury Hill

I'm listening to Kyte's version of Solsbury Hill and thinking a lot about the lyrical content of the song. In particular the part that mentions how his life was in a rut is of particular interest to me these days. I'm still trying to figure out this whole living thing; it's really hard.

Climbing up on solsbury hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night

He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
I had to listen had no choice

I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination
My heart was going boom boom, boom
Son, he said, grab your things, I've come to take you home.

To keeping silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut

So I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut
till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut

I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart was going boom boom boom
Hey, he said, grab your things, Ive come to take you home.
Yeah back home

When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free

Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes, but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me

Today I dont need a replacement
I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart was going boom boom boom
Hey, I said, you can keep my things, they've come to take me home.

Currently playing in iTunes: Solsbury Hill by Kyte