You don’t have to slaughter all your dreams

December 20, 2010

Franchising dispels some dreams: some unrealistic dreams.

There’s lots left if you hold tight to your marriage and kids.

You don’t really lose anything. And the humour gets better and better.

Even building your castle on a swamp is ok if you’re lost together.

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Trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore lies

February 8, 2010

Trust Yourself, Blue Rodeo

Someday soon and I don’t know when
Your little world will come crashing in
Don’t think twice I’ll be around
Turn your back someone’s gonna let you down

You know that it’s true nobody led you on
They left that to you now you’ll be alone
When the sun comes up with your tattered little dreams
and a broken cup

Then you’ll have to trust yourself
And don’t believe in anymore lies

You waste your time think too much
Really make a mess of the things you touch
Poor little bird with a broken wing
Better look around now you know you’re losing everything

It’s just a game thought you had it all lined up
But somehow that’s changed now you’ll have to run
And not get caught and you’ll have to hide
if you like it or not

Then you’ll have to trust yourself
And don’t believe in anymore lies

Someday soon and it won’t be long
You’ll ring the bell but they’ll all be gone
They took your jewels and your statues too
Left you with a pile of things you never learned how to use

Well here it comes again you showed us where it all began
Well here’s where it ends
And you’ll be alone when the sun comes up
Tattered little dreams and a broken cup

Then you’ll have to trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore
trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore
trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore lies

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah


Franchising’ll change you

October 9, 2009

Certain experiences re-wire your brain and heart.

For me, it’s made me a new man.

The old Les is dead and a new Les exists.

I try to accept that reality but change pisses me off, like everyone else. I have grieved the death of past expectations by listening to others.

For those with ears, music is a way of keeping sane in the midst of insanity (delusions: self- and other- based).

And every once in awhile,  I’m reminded why I’ve been on this 11 year vocation.

Til I’m Myself Again, Blue Rodeo

I want to know where my confidence went
One day it all disappeared
And I’m lying in a hotel room miles away
Voices next door in my ear

Daytime’s a drag
Nighttime’s worse
Hope that I can get home soon
But the half-finished bottles of inspiration
Lie like ghosts in my room

I want to go
I know I can’t stay
But I don’t want to run
Feeling this way
Til I am myself
Til I am myself
Til I am myself again

There’s a seat on the corner I keep every night
Wait til the evening begins
I feel like a stranger from another world
But at least I’m living again

There are nights full of anger
Words that are thrown
Tempers that are shattered and thin
But the moments of magic
Are just too short
They’re over before they begin

I know it’s time
One big step
I can’t go
I’m not ready yet
Til I am myself
Til I am myself
Til I am myself again

I had a dream that my house was on fire
People laughed while it burned
I tried to run but my legs were numb
I had to wait til the feeling returned

I don’t need a doctor to figure it out
I know what’s passing me by
When I look in the mirror
Sometimes I see traces of some other guy

I want to go
I know I can’t stay
But I don’t want to run
Feeling this way
Til I am myself
Til I am myself
Til I am myself again


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