road to nowhere

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Road to somewhere in Door County, Wisconsin.

Words are good. People laugh, cry, panic, smile, fight and fornicate over three little words, sometimes all in the same night. And words are powerful. People have started wars over words. But words married to music tell the story of souls, exposing our inner weaknesses and strengths, triggering hidden emotions and realities. And at any given moment in life there is a song, words written by somebody else, that perfectly describes my exact state of being, as if the songwriter can feel my mind, as if they’ve taken this exact fork in road before. And today, as I slowly make my way to Chicago to board my one-way bird to Korvala, Finland, the Talking Heads are endlessly chattering in the space between my ears.

Well, we know where we’re going,
But we don’t know where we’ve been.
And we know what we’re knowing,
But we can’t say what we’ve seen.

And we’re not little children,
And we know what we want.
And the future is certain,
Give us time to work it out.

We’re on a road to nowhere,
Come on inside.
Taking that ride to nowhere,
We’ll take that ride.

I’m feeling okay this morning,
And you know;
We’re on a road to paradise,
Here we go, here we go.

We’re on a ride to nowhere,
Come on inside.
Taking that ride to nowhere,
We’ll take that ride.

Maybe you wonder where you are,
I don’t care.
Here is where time is on our side,
Take you there, take you there.

There’s a city in my mind
Come along and take that ride,
And it’s all right, baby it’s all right.

And it’s very far away
But it’s growing day by day,
And it’s all right, baby it’s all right.

Would you like to come along?
And you could help me sing this song,
And it’s all right, baby it’s all right.

They can tell you what to do,
But they’ll make a fool of you,
And it’s all right, baby it’s all right.

We’re on a road to nowhere.
We’re on a road to nowhere.
We’re on a road to nowhere.
We’re on a road to nowhere.

14 Comments on “road to nowhere

  1. Pingback: the suit of identity | the other fork in the road

  2. Musical artists can sing & play to you as though they’re in your head – Bloggers are similar. I’ve read many posts that make me think either, A.) That person is my best friend – or B.) They have been stalking me. I’ll tell ya what though, I have to assume that your journey is unique enough that your followers are going to live vicariously through you – rather than relate to it – which is just as exciting.

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    • Haha, I know EXACTLY what you mean! I promise, I haven’t been stalking you (yet), so we must be best friends.

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  3. I read your love letter to Wisconsin the other day and I was charmed. Tessa told me about your blog and I will follow you on your journey. It is an exciting time. Be open to all possibilities and you will be amazed at what you will find. Take care

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  4. David Byrne, what a lyrical legend. So, Tosh, you’re finally off, eh? Fantastic! Finland? Why Finland? If it’s anything like your Patagonia jaunt it’s gonna make for some great posts. Have a ball. LLH&R “REDdog

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    • Finally off!! I had to start somewhere, and Finland seemed like as good of place as any. Thanks so much!!!

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