Sneaking away; a hike to remember.

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It’s a very, very mad world.

From the song "Mad World" by Tears for Fears. In the 1982 Tears for Fears song “Mad World”, we find a very catchy, dark melody that sings and screams of loneliness and despair. The singer states, in a melancholy sound “And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad, the dreams …

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Wrong way on a one-way track.

My thoughts on the Soul Asylum song 'Runaway train' “Wrong way on a one-way track, seems like I should be getting’ somewhere, somehow, I’m neither here nor there.” Have you ever felt that way?  The official video of this song is moving. It evokes emotions by showing pictures of missing children. The song is touted …

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A mountain of dreams.

Standin’ on a hill in the mountain of dreams, tellin’ myself it’s not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.  Wow! The entire song “Going to California” by Led Zeppelin has got to be one of my favorites; but then I say that about a lot of Led Zeppelin songs.  The paragraph preceding this lyric …

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The Fishbowl

Taken from Pink Floyd "Wish you were here" We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl year after year.   Many people have written about the meaning of this song and these lyrics, so this will be brief. I tried not to read anyone else’s interpretation because I didn’t want to sound plagiaristic.   A lost …

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You still have made a choice.

If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.  Those of you who remember jamming to the band Rush will know that this is from their son “Freewill”.  Deep, poetic lyrics to simply state that each of us chooses something, even if we don’t want to admit it.  One may say “I …

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A little part of it in everyone.

There is a lyric in the song “The needle and the damage done” by Neil Young where he sings “I’ve seen the needle and the damage done, a little part of it in everyone, but every junkies’ like the setting sun”.     I can’t get into the mind of Neil Young, and I’m sure this had …

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Frank and Eileen; a love story.

They weren't too young after all. As she looked down at her dad’s blank face and touched his cold hands, she was happy, relieved, and sad all at the same time.  The last two years have been a whirlwind filled with stress, change, sorrow, remorse, depression, anxiety, resentment, tragedy, and several other emotions that were …

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New Start

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A day with dementia

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