Friday, March 1, 2013

Somewhere




When I was a little boy all I knew where simple joys.
Laying out in a field of grass letting all the time go past.
Then I saw a jet’s escape, got me thinking of my fate.
Was I trapped in this here town? Could I ever move around?
Can I ever leave here for there? Ever going somewhere?

Take me to a distant shore,
Places I ain’t seen before.
Let me breathe a foreign sky,
Climb a mountain oh so high.
Walk across them foreign lands,
See the dunes of distant sands.
Will you take me far from here?
I wanna go somewhere.

Places seen trapped in books I've always wanted to have a look.
Pictures dropped on worded page, characters on bright lit stage.
And as I go from town to town, never much for settlin’ down.
Other settings I want to see, other places for me to be.
Can you take me away from here? I wanna go somewhere!

Wanna tread the distant snows
Of other places no one knows.
Beneath the strangest canopy,
See the forest through the trees.
Watch the dance of twinkling lights
Underneath for off starry nights.
I’m gonna leave here for there…
I wanna go somewhere!

Don’t get me wrong, I love my home. I just sometimes get this need to roam.
Have a map or plan? Not sure I care, as long as I end up going anywhere.
I could ride on a roaring train. Or take a flight in a soaring plane.
But I am so small, and I want to see it all. I can’t miss a single thing.

Around the world in eighty days?
I could do it, you’d be amazed.
Round the horn on a great big ship?
Sign me up, I’ll take that trip!
Wash in waters of an exotic lake?
That’s a journey I want to make.
From ancient palace I’m so tall
At the top of its mighty walls
In the markets and in the towns
That’s where I’ll be always found.
Back and forth and back again…
I’ll always go somewhere!

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 As long as I can remember, I've always wanted to go places. And not just to the store, or for a drive, but really, really, another place. The idea of things I've never seen, heard, or even smelled before totally thrill me in a way I just can't really explain. 

Currently, I've only managed to make my way around my own country; visiting a variety of neighborhoods, towns, and cities in various regions of the United States. And, while that's nice, and all, it's nothing like what I expect it will be to see an entirely different set of stars in the night sky, or towering architecture of another history, distant mountain forests with strange wildlife, or even bumping into alien faces in a market bazaar.

Maybe someday...

For the sound of Somewhere I hear marching snare drums, guitars, and maybe even a piccolo or flute. (Sure, there could even be a bag pipe...) This would be a high stepping kind of track that would encompass the feeling of adventure.

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