MUSIC IS THE MEDIUM OF CHANGE
Dreaming of lottery wins
To own or not to own
But you cannot take it with you
Your body or my home
Keep off my girl
I’ll defend it with my life
Building the future
I must buy me a wife
Legalise the medicine
That takes away the pain
In front of the silver screen
Sanitising the insane
The it does not refer to the woman – it refers to the way of lifelessness.
The population seem to drift through a haze towards inevitability. Days are full of moronic nothingness, soporific TV and narcotising ALCOHOL. Lust fills the time in between.
Dreams and hopes are of escalation, ownership and purchasing power.
Sometimes I wonder what the average person (if there is such a one) would do with £25 million when they get bored on a rainy day? It appears to me that life is vacuous for most people and lacking in substance.
No wonder some turn to religion. It fills the gap. The trouble is that, from my perspective, it fills the gap with something unreal.
I yearn for creativity. Music was the vehicle for the raising of my sensibilities. It got me thinking and bopping.