So I was listening to Pandora, the best internet radio in town. And this song came up with a wonderful melody. Usually I get into a song from liking the melody or tune first. And after the initial enjoyment, I go and and check out the lyrics. And it’s the words, the lyrics that resonate with me. And these lyrics are seriously poetry to my ears. You can feel the singer’s pain and sorrow as he passionately and delicately let the words flow. They flow in a way that resonate with my heart. Alas, it must be a related experience that I’ve endured that makes me connect with this song. So here is the wonderful song called “The Travel Song” by Pilate. Lyrics below as well. Enjoy!
The road seen beneath the van’s headlights,
It’s cold so cold, cold enough to feel your sigh
My face up against the window now, don’t you know it’s cold outside,
Pick up your life as I pass by, can’t you see I’m cold inside
We were poor but we had something,
What wasn’t poor was poisoned by your fear,
You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
I may be blind…
Each town, each town it seems the same my dear,
It’s loud tonight, your heart is ringing in my ear
Walk out the door across the street, don’t you know it’s cold outside,
Pick up the phone my signal’s weak, can’t you see I’m cold inside
I think you know…
We were poor but we had something,
What wasn’t torn was poisoned by your fear,
You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
I may be blind for I never saw your tears
I think you know…
We were poor but we had something,
What wasn’t torn was poisoned by your fear,
You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
I may be blind for I never saw your tears,
As days pass by the gap it now appears,
When I come home please say that you’ll be there…
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