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i went back to ohio. current song: if you know me well enough you know what i'm listening to: my city was gone by the pretenders. i went back to ohio but my city was gone there was no train station there was no downtown south howard had dissapeared all my favourite places my city had been pulled down reduced to parking spaces a, o, way to go ohio well i went back to ohio but my family was gone i stood on the back porch there was nobody home i was stunned and amazed my childhood memories slowly swirled past like the wind in the trees a, o, oh way to go ohio i went back to ohio but my pretty countryside had been paved down the middle by a government that had no pride the farms of ohio had been replaced by shopping malls and muzak filled the air from seneca to cuyahoga falls i said ah a, o, oh, way to go ohio i love all of you, but i need to get out. there is a world out there; a stunning mind-bogglingly big world forged by men in defiance of nature sprawling out begging to be explored. there is life outside these crude walls. there is more. and i am not scared of it; i welcome the opportunity to broaden my literal horizons. i am begging for the chance to see even but a sliver of this strange and wonderful earth. the tide of my restlessness grows stronger with every worn footstep i trace in this town. i can almost feel the grooves, warn in the earth by my usual routine, soon to become ruts that swallow me. i am tired of breathing the same air, and weary of feeling the same breeze. it is not a wind of change but a wind of confinement, blowing the same cold breaths down the back of my neck, almost begging me to stay. but stay, i fear, i cannot. the words i speak in my sleep are a breathy orison to the planet, imploring it to shift the ground beneath my feet to somewhere, anywhere else. my eyes glazed, my voice hollow, my actions reiterated again and again with the same feeble prayer of change. i have too many obligations here to just pack my car and go. what a pity, because i would have already been gone. goodnight my darlings. ~*~ immediate yesterday. ~*~ divination. ~*~ get your own guestbook here |
