blind

[intro] I keep on waiting
For something invisible
And I keep in waiting
For something to change

[a]I’m blinded by pride
And blind to live my life
I’m tripping over past mistakes
I’m dead but I am still awake

[chorus]I had to sacrifice my own
My heart and soul were yours
I gave it up to save myself
my heart and soul we’re yours
What did I think back then
How could I be so blind
I try to blame somebody else
But I know the choice was mine-I know the choice was mine.

[a]No one to guide me home
I tried to walk alone
I’m walking blind without a guide
I want to see but I can’t

[chorus]I had to sacrifice my own
My heart and soul were yours
I gave it up to save myself
My heart and soul were yours
What did I think back then
How could I be so blind
I try to blame somebody else
But I know the choice was mine-I know the choice was mine

[b]I couldn’t see what I walked into
Didn’t want to, wasn’t trying
Didn’t ask questions I just did
And I fell down instead of flying

[chorus]I had to sacrifice my own
My heart and soul were yours
I gave it up to save myself
My heart and soul were yours
What did I think back then
How could I be so blind
I try to blame somebody else
But I know the choice was mine-I know the choice was mine

[ending]I keep on waiting
For somethings invisible
And I keep on waiting
For something to change

M.fs

If Everybody Did…

This morning I woke up feeling tired. After the morning routine I’ve gotten myself into, I headed straight for the coffee pot (Jura Capressa), and made myself a strong cup. Sitting at my kitchen table and breathing in the soothing and yet bitter aroma of the coffee beneath my nose, and felt like something to eat, I was surprised to see in the refrigerator, a cinnamon bun from my sister (we live in the same house)! How sweet of her to think of me. I felt like that moment in “Family Man” when Nicolas Cage finds out unexpectedly that it’s his anniversary and has forgotten to get her a present. However, I gratefully dove fork and knife into my breakfast. (I never eat anything without a fork and knife unless it’s a raw vegetable, Pizza Hut pizza, or a cookie.) It got me thinking, “What if everybody did?” as in, that old book about instances that could become disastrous if everybody did, for instance: If one girl put a tack on a chair… if everybody did… etc. It reminds me a lot of peer-pressure actually. Anyway, the point being, if everybody was as kind and thoughtful as my sister, our world would be so different I have no doubt we would not recognize it to be earth. They say whatever you do effects your surroundings, you know. Even if everyone did just one thing every day that was kind or thoughtful to someone, a relative, a friend, a neighbor, etc. So that’s my weekly resolution (why wait till New Years?): I’m going to do something “nice” (for lack of better word at the moment) for someone every day. I encourage whoever is reading this to do likewise.

M.fs