domingo, 13 de diciembre de 2009

Your Warning.


You’re warning me to get out of the way, Was the safest thing to say. This trying to get out of a tight spot. Isn’t even worth a shot All of the world calls out at once, Give us pain, it’s a friend to us. We don’t decide for ourselves very much. What we are we owe to the fear of love. Don’t bring it around, I’ve reached for that, I’ve reached for that. Once it is found It turns it’s back.


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I do have utopian fantasies. A lot of them are more - I wouldn't say spiritual, but they relate more to the imagination and the individual. But for me socialism is a way of trying to put far-fetched ideas into everyday use, trying to find a way to bridge the gap between that fantasy and reality, and reaching out across that gap to the people who can actually do something to make the change.