Wednesday, July 13, 2005

More Than One Answer

I've got too many things I could say and not enough inspiration to write it all out. Instead, I'm gonna post the lyrics to one of my favorite songs. I've been racking my brain about songs that define me, my life, my blog, etc. It's an assignment Jules gave us a while back. She's got this stellar idea to make a compilation cd of the defining songs from her blogger friends. I have a couple I am juggling. This one, today, is floating around my head, my heart.

Closer To Fine

I'm trying to tell you something 'bout my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
And the best thing you ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously
It's only life after all, yeah

Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable
And lightness has a call that's hard to hear
And I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it
I'm crawling on your shores

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There's more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less I seek my source for some definitive
Closer I am to fine
Closer I am to fine

And I went to see the doctor of philosophy
With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
He never did marry or see a B-grade movie
He graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind
Got my paper and I was free

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There's more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less I seek my source for some definitive
Closer I am to fine
Closer I am to fine

I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
And I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before
And I went in seeking clarity

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
We go to the doctor, we go to the mountains
We look to the children, we drink from the fountains
Yeah, we go to the bible, we go through the workout
We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
There's more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
Closer I am to fine
Closer I am to fine
Closer I am to fine

3 comments:

Mr. Rodacre said...

Agreed - one of my favorite Indigo Girls songs as well... Nicely done My Dear Sizzle... I like this Jules person too... She seems to be good people.

Sizzle said...

Jules is the best!

Anonymous said...

a damn good choice. send it post-haste. i'll duck in my cube.

- jules