I wanna live. I wanna give. . .
Can’t forget what happened yesterday
Though my friends say don’t look back
I can feel it coming through me
Like an echo
Like a photograph
Be careful what you wish for, people tell us from the moment we begin to reach and dream, you just might get it. And at times, that kind of warning may even sound like encouragement, ironically, and perhaps that’s where the trouble begins. . .we like the unpredictable uncertainty of longing too. . .the escapist notion of “if only”. . . “as soon as”. . .”at which time”
Somewhere over the rainbow. . .
Way up. . .