I looked for you today, a few thousand miles away
My heart waiting for that glimpse that it would surely recognize
The sun is shining where you are; it always is or seems to be
Not sure if you chase the sun or if it chases you
Friday, April 15, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
How Beautiful Is Our Province?
I just had a conversation with a fellow Newfoundlander and his was telling a bunch of us about his trip home this summer and what they did when they were home.
He told was telling a story about one of the many days his family and him went for a drive around some of the communities in our province and I interjected: "and the reason you guys went out for lunch so far away is because you were enjoying the scenery"
As he was telling the story I was listening attentively and it occurred to me: OUR PROVINCE IS SO BEAUTIFUL WE ARE OUR OWN TOURISTS!
He told was telling a story about one of the many days his family and him went for a drive around some of the communities in our province and I interjected: "and the reason you guys went out for lunch so far away is because you were enjoying the scenery"
As he was telling the story I was listening attentively and it occurred to me: OUR PROVINCE IS SO BEAUTIFUL WE ARE OUR OWN TOURISTS!
The recipe
In order for a really, really good song to occur 2 things need to happen: The introduction of 1. A really good inspired guitar player and 2. Someone in pain.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Home
Newfoundland seems like a distant possibility to me now. I have no game plan anymore, I have no "ticket" back home. What the hell can I do that would allow me to live back home? Home
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