Communication

I was born in â??82, a poor manâ??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, â??music is the cup for you I pour Itâ??s all I really have, wish I could give you more But I have to catch my ride, son, Iâ??m off to a distant shoreâ? You see my dad gave me the keys but Iâ??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 Iâ??d seen before I swear And again Iâ??d see him too on a beach with the fading of the moon And heâ??d say, â??Communication is calling you itâ??s all in you. No hesitation, youâ??ve got to see this throughâ? 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 wouldnâ??t be too long â??til I was standing on the stage and the crowd would sing it back to me And weâ??d say, â??Communication is calling us itâ??s all in us, a celebration for you and me and the universe, our destinationâ? (How we find the answers) When we search beyond ourselves you know we always listen (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 weâ??ve been dealt? Let the music be the way we get there And we sing, â??La la la la la la la laâ? 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 â??Love is all that we need and communicationâ? I said, â??Communication is calling me and yes, itâ??s all in meâ? The cup has served me well for fifteen years With music in my world Iâ??ve shed some fears And Iâ??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