Sing, sing at the top at your voice, Love without fear in your heart. Yeah and feel, feel like you still have a choice When we all light up we can scare away the dark
We wish our weekdays away Spend our weekends in bed Drink ourselves stupid And work ourselves dead Or just because that's what mom and dad said we should do
We should run though the forest We should swim in the sea We should laugh, we should cry, we should love, we should dream We should stare at the stars and not just at screens You should hear what I'm saying and know what it means
To sing sing at the top at your voice, Love without fear in your heart. Yeah and feel, feel like you still have a choice When we all light up we can scare away the dark
Yeah we wish we were happier, thinner and fitter, We wish we weren't liars and losers and quitters We want something other then just nasty and bitter We want something real not just hashtags and twitter
It's the meaning of life and it's streamed live on YouTube But I guess gangnam style will still get more views We're scared of drowning, flying and shooters But were all slowing dying in front of computers
So, sing at the top at your voice, Love without fear in your heart. Yeah and feel, feel like you still have a choice When we all light up we can scare away the dark - Passenger
In reality do we appear to others as we see ourselves in the mirror or as the camera lens see's us? Because I have to tell you … I can leave the house rockin' the mirror only to find Jabba the Hutt staring back at me from the tabloids the next morning.
When I was a kid Saturday (and later Sunday) night was CBS night
The Carol Burnett Show
(Yes, I thought Ms. Burnett owned her own network)
My parents would let me stay up and watch her show. I remember having a hard time getting to sleep because I was so hyped up from laughing so hard. What I wouldn't have given to be in the audience asking her a question … "If you could have dinner with anyone, living or dead, who would you choose?"
When my family moved from Oklahoma to Los Angeles in 1978 I was beyond happy. Would I finally get to ask my idol my question? It wasn't to be. Carol (yes, I feel after all these years I can call her Carol) ended her long running TV show in 1978. I was crushed.
Fast forward to 2005. A friend of mind had the pleasure of working with her in the production "Once upon a Mattress". They screened it at the Writers Guild in Beverly Hills and I was lucky enough to be invited. As my friend was about to introduce me in the lobby of the theater I was over come with such emotion I had to leave the building. I stood outside for what seemed like hours trying to compose myself. I never did. I could not get with in 20 feet of her without turning into a puddle of emotions.
I guess some idols will forever be admired from afar.