Rabbit on the Run
Lots of thoughts swimming around in my noggin these days~ thought bubble overload looming over my head.
The sweet and the sour, the bitter and the mouthwatering, the nasty and the scrumptious...clashing and splashing and overflowing and interferring with the rationalities of the girl who wears glasses and gets things done on time.
It's the moquito buzzing in one ear and my cat purring in the other...in an over-crowded room where everyone is talking too much about their own redundant agendas and no one notices the pink elephant hanging off of the chandelier.
Shrink and curl up into a nutshell and bury yourself...wait until the sun emerges in the spring (for real this time, and none of that teaser warmth that sets my nerves on fire) before exploding into the pointless oblivion.
Music helps~ Jethro Tull helps, God love him. What's more theraputic than playing one of your favorite songs on repeat until you've cleansed the mind of all the unnecessary negativity and anxiety?
"Skating Away...On the Thin Ice of a New Day"
Jethro Tull
Mean while back in the year one...
When you belonged to no one...
You didnt stand a chance SON...
If your pants were undone
'Cause you were bred for humanity
And sold to society
One day you'll wake up
In the present day
A million generations
removed from expectations
of being who you really want to be...
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of a new day
So as you push of from the shore
Won't you turn your head once more
And make your peace with everyone
For those who choose to stay
Will live just one more day
To do the things they should have done
And as you cross the wilderness
Aspinning in your emptyness you feel you have to pray
Looking for a sign that the universal mind
Has written you into the passion play
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of a new day
And as you cross the circle line
Well the ice wall creaks behind
You're a rabbit on the run
And silver splinters fly in the corner of your eye
Shining in the setting sun
Well do you ever get the feeling
That the story's too damn real and in the...present tense
Or that everybody's on the stage
And it seems like you're the only person sitting in the audience
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of a new day
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
