Maybe tomorrow...I'll find my way....

I've recently been listening to a lot of Stereophonics - a Welsh band that sells out stadiums in every other country that isn't the US. I'm not entirely sure why that is, but I have some theories. They combine catchy pop/rock hooks with great storytelling - two things we keep in separate rooms (if not separate buildings) in American music.

Also, their lead singer/guitarist has two American strikes against him: His first name is Kelly, and he's short. Like 5'6" in motorcycle boots short.

"Decade in the Sun" is their greatest hits, and it's a good starting point.

I've been listening especially to two songs - the first is "Dakota"

I will be writing a post about that on the 12th of Never. Just sayin.

The other is called "Maybe Tomorrow":

The hook draws you in, but it's the lyrics:

I've been down and
I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around
With me
With me

It wastes time
And I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside
And buy a rainbow smile
But be free
They're all free

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

I like the message, especially after the events of the past year or so. The trip to Maine did wonders for my sanity, and putting some things in perspective. And giving some direction, which is something I desperately needed. Possibly more on that later.

So I'm gonna walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile. I know there's one out there. And maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.

I look around at a beautiful life
Been the upperside of down
Been the inside of out
But we breathe
We breathe

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me
All me

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home