Life On Mars: Lost Like This

Music is pretty much one of the most important things I have in my life.

As a teenager, and well, still as an adult, I can feel so much emotion in songs and sometimes even shift my mood by listening to certain songs. Ecstatic, joyous, sad, loving, deeply spiritual.

I've used music to describe how I feel about life and other people, making music CDs to say something through my chosen songs. Of course, this is very subjective as others may have different interpretations of the songs on the CD! I've kept music "journals", chosing various songs through the year to chronicle my various states of self. I made "description" tapes, describing myself through music, in a chosen period of time. I've even made "description" tapes and CDs of others, how I see them through my musical lens. Again, so highly subjective.

I'm always plugged in to my iPod or listening to music however I can get it in the moment.

So, naturally you'll find many songs throughout my blog entries since I do use music in the fashion that I use it in. Sometimes I use the whole song, sometimes part of the song. Depending on what's appropriate. Sometimes I use the whole song but only refer to part of it. I'll point those out in the moment.

I'll try to add a link to any song I use in this blog so you can hear the song. I went back through my previous posts and added links. So far I'm using YouTube.com since you find just about anything on there. Of course this means that the link leads to a video. Some of the videos are the actual band's video, some are videos created to the music by others. The Oingo Boingo videos done by others are weird but the actual music videos by Oingo Boingo are just plain disturbing. Gods, I love them!

Lately I've been feeling rather lost in my life and as this song rolled around on my iPod, it felt very much appropriate to my life at the moment.

Lost Like This - Oingo Boingo

I'm standing all alone out in the pouring rain
And though it really isn't like me to complain
I think I'm getting used to it.
I feel happy, and I also feel bad
I've never been here, but somehow I think I have
But I'm getting used to it.

(Chorus)
I've never been lost like this
I've never been lost like this
But I wouldn't be happy anywhere else
Nobody to tell us what to do - all by ourselves.

Don't know how I got here and I don't know why I stay
The poets all around are laughing in their graves
Must be something that I said.
This place is not like anything I've seen before
The spirits move around, the houses have no doors
But I'm getting used to it

(Chorus)

Isn't this a fine hello
I wish I hadn't seen you go
It's always a bitter pill
The broken mirror's broken still
The letters never made the post,
A thousand more I never wrote
And here on dark unfriendly streets,
I find the comfort that I seek
And I'm happy, and I've been happy...

(Chorus out...)