Song#: 3
Album 28) Living in the Now
Name of Song: To touch again
Remembering where I used to live,
Touch again my home,
Where I left a piece of self,
A loss with which I roam.
Multiplied through lifetimes,
Our urge to make our own,
So hard to hold onto everything,
So sad we die alone.
Mostly can’t remember,
The things I called my own,
Left myself in times gone by,
And sadly all alone.
They seem to be our losses,
These bits of self left by,
Regaining self and who we are,
As we look unto the sky.
Chorus
Pieces of myself alone,
Left long ago so still,
Wondering who I really am,
As others’ read my will.
Will I ever learn the game,
And best this endless road,
Of living well and dying sad,
As history clearly shows.
______
Sadness wrapped in beauty,
A welcome change of mood,
Feel so great and so alone
A perfect mix with food.
Movies that can move us,
Music that does the same,
Artists show us future thoughts
That move us out of shame.
Can’t you just imagine,
Your world without the noise,
And all that’s left in all of us
is endless love and poise.
Chorus
Pieces of myself alone,
Left long ago so still,
Wondering who I really am,
As others’ read my will.
Will I ever learn the game,
And best this endless road,
Of living well and dying sad,
As history clearly shows.
______
Remembering where I used to live,
Touch again my home,
Where I left a piece of self,
A loss with which I roam.
Multiplied through lifetimes,
Our urge to make our own,
So hard to hold onto everything,
So sad we die alone.
Mostly can’t remember,
The things I called my own,
Left myself in times gone by,
And sadly all alone.
They seem to be our losses,
These bits of self left by,
Regaining self and who we are,
As we look unto the sky.
Chorus
Pieces of myself alone,
Left long ago so still,
Wondering who I really am,
As others’ read my will.
Will I ever learn the game,
And best this endless road,
Of living well and dying sad,
As history clearly shows.
______
Sadness wrapped in beauty,
A welcome change of mood,
Feel so great and so alone
A perfect mix with food.
Movies that can move us,
Music that does the same,
Artists show us future thoughts
That move us out of shame.
Can’t you just imagine,
Your world without the noise,
And all that’s left in all of us
is endless love and poise.
Chorus
Pieces of myself alone,
Left long ago so still,
Wondering who I really am,
As others’ read my will.
Will I ever learn the game,
And best this endless road,
Of living well and dying sad,
As history clearly shows.
______
Can’t you just imagine,
Your world without the noise,
And all that’s left in all of us
is endless love and poise.
Chorus
Pieces of myself alone,
Left long ago so still,
Wondering who I really am,
As others’ read my will.
Will I ever learn the game,
And best this endless road,
Of living well and dying sad,
As history clearly shows.
______