Communication by Mae
Communication lyrics
I was born in �82, a poor man�s son
When it came to hand-me-downs he only gave me one
At first I was ungrateful, at once I was confused
He said, �music is the cup for you I pour
It�s all I really have, wish I could give you more
But I have to catch my ride, son, I�m off to a distant shore�
You see my dad gave me the keys but I�d have to show myself to the door
Soon the words he left were too faint to hear
And a path with no direction made it hard to steer
My soul was dry and thirsty, my mind was so unclear
While wandering around and searching there
I came across a man I�d seen before I swear
And again I�d see him too on a beach with the fading of the moon
And he�d say,
�Communication is calling you it�s all in you.
No hesitation, you�ve got to see this through�
I needed something to fill me up
In my bag a gift from dad, my music cup
Well, I should have looked here first in an attempt to quench the thirst
The taste was like a melody
With words to follow so expressively
I was off to share my song and no, it wouldn�t be too long
�til I was standing on the stage and the crowd would sing it back to me
And we�d say,
�Communication is calling us it�s all in us,
a celebration for you and me and the universe, our destination�
(How we find the answers)
When we search beyond ourselves you know we always learn
(We become so clever)
Let our walls crumble and burn away
(Make a change forever)
Can we lend a better hand than the one that we�ve been dealt?
Let the music be the way we get there
And we sing,
�La la la la la la la la�
I walked the beach that morning and I found my faithful friend
Waiting there with words of wisdom and a fishing rod in hand
I watched him and I listened so peculiar and so sweet
Saying �Love is all that we need and communication�
I said,
�Communication is calling me and yes, it�s all in me�
The cup has served me well for fifteen years
With music in my world I�ve shed some fears
And I�ve tried to understand how to be a better man
There is rhythm to my life that ebbs and flows
And at times the inspiration comes and goes
But whenever it arrives, well, I go down a take a dive
When I swim up to the surface I sing �communication� every time
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