Feb 4, 2009

It occurs to me that  the muse doesn't really seem to have much pride in terms of where she finds her inspiration.   She may have sent me half a dozen song ideas through the day that I wouldn't listen too or maybe was just too busy to listen to.  In the end, around the 11th hour (which is two in the morning where I live) she sent me this song.  And I took it.  

Set off on your boat
I’ll let you go
I have advice
But you won’t listen
We have to make
Our own mistakes
We have to learn our own lessons

I’ll Be Here
For you
For you

I have a map
I’ve marked my path
It worked for me
I hope you’ll take it
I don’t know
If it will work for you
So molds are made
So you can break them

I’m scared For today
Of sharing this
I’m not so young
I’m not so spry
It’s hard to walk
Where we may fall
We don’t want to fall
We have our pride.