Subject just hanging
DateCreated 10/5/2006 9:05:00 PM
PostedDate 10/6/2006 6:03:00 AM
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listening to The Call because the name brings back memories of another group called The Call that was part of the ethereal early nineties for me when I had the luxury to float through life dancing and doing whatever I pleased... nothing to do but ride the emotional roller coaster of living a wide open life dedicated to nothing but sharing the moments as passionately and infinitely as possible... The Call from back then were part of a bittersweet downbeat a beautful artist, photographer, and lover sailed away into another life and I opened myself to whatever might come next... not having to punch any sort of clock for a few years is good...

I've been popping into myspace a lot lately, in case you haven't noticed, and I might even be trying to communicate with you... even if I don't know who you are

you could be the one I've been looking for all my life
you could be the one to truly care
the truth is like a razor and a lie is a dull knife
and it could be you are not even there

but did you ever get the feeling that you just don't belong?
as if you are the only one who understands what you can feel?
and did you ever find your only answer in a song?
as if some stranger singing is the only one who knows what's real
in you
how is anyone supposed to know what is true?

you could be a long lost friend or lover from the past
afraid to reach out and tell me you found me again
you could be falling in love wondering if it could last
afraid I won't buy into your fantasy, and then
you could be laughing and seeing only pathos here
afraid that everything in life just becomes a dead end
or you could be the only one who thinks you are aware
and on the other hand, you could be a friend

but did you ever get the feeling that you want to belong?
and all you want to find is one who understands what you can feel?
and did you ever think you found your answer in a song?
as if some one is singing to you is only one who knows what's real
in you
how is anyone supposed to know what is true?

but do not despair
someone will care
someone's out there
looking for you

life may be a mess
but if you're depressed
you may not see
or have a clue

if you'll just believe
that you can receive
a love that's real
a friend who's true

then all the past mistakes
and all the heartbreaks
can fade away
and you know what to do

just open your heart and open your eyes
and look around you will be surprised
to find there are so many others just like you

we're all looking for love and a true friend
someone we can trust with everything that never ends
and that is the only way to ever know what is true

if you just hide away you may miss the one looking for you

ah, the eternal optimist (what?... song wasn't done?... could be right... but then, what is done?... is anything ever really finished?... over?... done?... only if you want it to be, and most of the time, I don't... at least not until I share it, you know, with the one) smiles and takes a shot at the ghostly trio ever haunting the recesses of my mind (and the kids in the peanut gallery giggle and cheer)...

I really didn't have anything to say tonight... but I wanted to leave you a few words anyway, I mean, just in case you're reading