Seems to be music. Never realized how much it flows through my life... but it does every day. Not only with games I play or my song each morning. Two Jimmy Buffett concerts in a matter of days and I'm still listening to a live CD in the car on my way to and from work.
Love it when a song just speaks to you. Even if there is just a line or two. Jimmy happens to have done some of my favorites. One song I was lukewarm on at first that has really grown on me (don't rat me out, but it took looking up the lyrics for me to grow) -- Southern Cross(lyrics below). If you haven't heard it I recommend giving it a listen.
SOUTHERN CROSS
Got out of town on a boat for the Southern Islands
Sailing to reach before a following sea
She was makin' for the Trades on the outside
And the downhill run to Papeete
Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas
We got eighty feet of waterline, nicely making way
In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you
But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away
Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'
What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten
I have been around the world looking for that woman girl
Who knows love can endure
And you know it will
And you know it will
When you see the Southern Cross for the first time
You understand now why you came this way
'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from is so small
But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a coming day
So I'm sailing for tomorrow, my dreams are a dyin'
And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain
I have my ship and all her flags are a flyin'
She is all I have left and music is her name
Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'
What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten
I have been around the world lookin' for that woman girl
Who knows love can endure
And you know it will
And you know it will
So we cheated and we lied and we tested
And we never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do
You will survive being bested, somebody fine will come along
Make me forget about loving you and the Southern Cross
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