Under this national rain cloud
I’m getting soaked to the skin

Trying to find my umbrella
But I don’t know where to begin

And it’s simply irrational weather
Can’t even hear myself think

Constantly bailing out water
But still like I’m gonna sink

Coz I’m under the weather
Just like the world

So sorry for being so bold

Although I know that I’m not alone

........
Feels like home ....

Who else is out their bailing? and how do you feel. I feel like Im soaked right thru and laden with heaviness.

But you know- I do feel like it is lighting up a bit.
(exceprt of lyrics: KT Turnstall)

Come gather ‘round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone.

If your time to you
Is worth savln’
Then you better start Swimmin’
Or you’ll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin’.
Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon

For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who
That it’s namin’.

For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’.

Come senators, Congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up rhe hall

For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There’s a battle outside
And it is ragin’.

It’Il soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand

Your sons and your daughters
Are heyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin’.

Please get out of the new one
If you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast

As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin’.

And the first one now
Will later be last
For the tilnes they are a-changin’.

Simon & Garfinkel

People say it doesn’t exist
‘Cause no one would like to admit
That there is a city underground
Where people live everyday
Off the waste and decay
Off the discards of their fellow man

Here in subcity life is hard
We can’t receive any government relief
I’d like to please give Mr. President my honest regards
For disregarding me

They say there’s too much crime in these city streets
My sentiments exactly
Government and big business hold the purse strings
When I worked I worked in the factories
I’m at the mercy of the world
I guess I’m lucky to be alive

They say we’ve fallen through the cracks
They say the system works
But we won’t let it
Help
I guess they never stop to think
We might not just want handouts
But a way to make an honest living
Living this ain’t living

What did I do deserve this
Had my trust in god
Worked everyday of my life
Thought I had some guarantees
That’s what I thought
At least that’s what I thought

Last night I had another restless sleep
Wondering what tomorrow might bring
Last night I dreamed
A cold blue light was shining down on me
I screamed myself awake
Thought I must be dying

Subcity: T Chapman

Touched the mirror
Broke the surface of the water
Saw my true self
All illusions shattered

Money’s only paper only ink
We’ll destroy ourselves if we can’t agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece

Sat down up close to the colored black hole
Like they’d always told me not to
Saw the one dimension polka dot pacifier
And all illusions shattered

Money’s only paper only ink
We’ll destroy ourselves if we can’t agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece

Bared myself wholly heart and body unadorned
Stripped down solely
To the evil and the good
Felt no shame
Naked to the world
And all illusions shattered

Money’s only paper only ink
We’ll destroy ourselves if we can’t agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece

Faced towards the sea
Looked to heaven up above
Felt the world revolve around me
No one could tell me otherwise
But the turbulent waters won’t reflect this life
Only the sun the moon and sky
And all illusions shattered

Money’s only paper only ink
We’ll destroy ourselves if we can’t agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece

Money’s only paper only ink

“paper and Ink” lyrics

“Life’s been good to me so far.” —Joe Walsh

“Let the good times roll.” —Ric Ocasek of “The Cars”

:-)

IN HONOR OF THE NEXT YEARS ELECTION- EMPLOYEES AND CITIZENS- RISE UP AND SPEAKPoor People (metaphorically can be employees- your paycheck could be welfare- then their are the real poor and unhelped)

Dont you know
Theyre talkin bout a revolution

It sounds like a whisper
Dont you know

Theyre talkin about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

While theyre standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation

Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Poor people gonna rise up
And get their share

Poor people gonna rise up
And take whats theirs

Dont you know
You better run, run, run…

Oh I said you better
Run, run, run…

Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin bout a revolution

lyrics “Revolution”

The life I’ve always wanted
I guess I’ll never have
I’ll be working for someone else
Until I’m in my grave
I’ll be dreaming of a life of ease
And mountains
Oh mountains o’ things

To have a big expensive car
Drag my furs on the ground
And have a maid that I can tell
To bring my anything
Everyone will look at my with envy and greed
I’ll revel in their attention
And mountains
Oh mountains o’ things

Sweet lazy life
Champagne and caviar
I hope you’ll come and find me
Cause you know who we are
Those who deserve the best in life
And know what money’s worth
And those whose sole misfortune
Was having mountains o’ nothings at birth

Oh they tell my
There’s still time to save my soul
They tell my
Renounce all
Renounce all those material things you gained by
Exploiting other human beings

Consume more than you need
This is a dream
Make your pauper
Or make you queen
I won’t die lonely
I’ll have a prearranged
A grave that’s deep and wide enough
For my and my mountains o’ things

Mostly I feel lonely
Good good people are
good people are only
My stepping stones
It’s gonna take all my mountains o’ things
To surround me
Keep all my enemies away
Keep my sadness and loneliness at bay

I’ll be dreaming
dreaming
dreaming…

Lyrics: “Mountains of Things”

When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer. let it be.

Let it be, let it be, .....

And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be, let it be, .....

Lyrics “Let it be”