Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Our ethos, it's all we know. We can't let go.

Last night I stayed up late talking to Hannah on oovoo. I was supposed to go see her this weekend but for a plethora of reasons I was unable to make it. But non the less, her and I spoke last night.

I was able to vent out all my problems, and she was able to provide some insight on the ones she could, which was a huge help. Somethings, like my aunts cancer and what happened last Saturday night can't be controlled. But she helped me come to terms with the fact that I do still hold some control over certain aspects of my life, and now that I have a grip on that I might start making some changes. At this point I still need a little recovery time.

Of course she vented her problems to me, and it turns out her and I share one problem: we don't know what we are doing.

Both of us are going to school for music education. I can't speak for Hannah but I am pretty sure that isn't really what she wants to be doing, and as for me, I know what I want to do and no college degree is going to give it to me.

Music, for me, is like heroine. I take one hit, and I am hooked for life. It runs through my veins. I would rather play the same 4 chords over and over and over, the read Plato. I would rather write a song about the girl who tore my back to shreds the other night then write about Theodore Roosevelt's childhood is essay format.

I know after college I am going to be right back where I started before college. A guy with a guitar and a dream, and no level of education is ever going to change that for me.

I have been listening to a lot of Set Your Goals lately. These lyrics seem to stick out to me the most:

I found a name for what I am.
I was searching, trying to figure out why I did not belong.
It separates me from the rest
As the only thing that I identify with and I am still hear to say it!

I am never alone.
THIS IS A PLACE TO CALL OUR OWN.

Traditions, our mission:
To listen, learn, and pass them on.
Our ethos, it's all we know.
We can't let go.
The time is now to stand, be proud.
We all are part of something more.
Our ethos, don't let it go.
Don't let it....

When there is no one there to hear you the music will listen,
And when there's no one there to tell the words will write themselves.
So you say that this is trapping me. Yeah, and maybe I agree,
But there are ways in which I'm free that you will never be.

Been around long enough by now to know I see things differently than most.
But here, like-minded souls surround and I found a name for what I've always been.
So come with me if you feel what I feel.
We'll turn these words into something real.
Follow these footsteps, come into your own.
You'll never walk alone. We'll never walk alone!

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I'll end off with that.

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