The Blonde One Was Called Freedom

It’s Not Who Breaks the Ribbon, Boy, It’s How You Get Across

Whew! It’s been a little while since I’ve done one of these. I’m kind of laughing at myself today, because I think it’s a day where the world is against me. And I’m normally the type that will silently crumble under the day’s stress.

But not today. I have what I can only compare to beer muscles today. It’s like I can do anything I set my mind to, but I have no idea why.  I actually can be quoted as saying, “I WILL make today my b*tch” this morning.

So John Butler Trio is my muse today.

I can be loud, man, I can be silent
I could be young, man, or I could be old.
I can be a gentleman or I can be violent.
I could turn hot, man, or I can be cold.

I could be just like the calm before the storm, boy
Waiting for all hell yeah to break loose.
I could be innocent or I could be guilty
Doesn’t mean that I won’t believe in no noose

So I’m singin’…

I could be rich like a wandering Gypsy
I could be poor like a fat wallet lost.
I could be first, man, or I could come last
It’s not who breaks the ribbon, boy, it’s how you get across.

I could be red, blue, black, or white sunset
Darkest at day, boy, or brightest at night
I could be the sun, boy, or I could be the moon
I’m made up from the stars, boy, I’m shining so bright.

So I’m singin’…

It's not confirmed, but I may actually be the King of the World today.

I could be asleep, boy, or I could be awake
I can be alive, man, or be the walking dead
I can be ignorant or I could be informed (Yes sir)
I could lead my life, man, or I could be led (That’s right)

I can be anything I put my mind to, boy
All I gotta do is give myself half a chance
I can bring love back into my life
And share it with the world if I got some balance

So I’m singin’…

^ and good GOSH I love the bejesus out of this video.

^^ that’s a real word!

Take that, September 21! Flat tires and hangovers can’t keep me down.

This entry was published on September 21, 2011 at 11:18 am. It’s filed under Life, Movies, Music, Music Inspiration, Struggle, Weird and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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