So good to see these folks still believe in what they do
Wish I could always say that about myself
Another soundtrack to another year I'm going through
I can go back in time by digging through theses shelves
Another album slightly in the red
Still I know they'll carry on
It's surely tempting to go floating with the stream
I admit I've thought about it but I know:
What touches me is not what they show on TV
You'll have to dig a little deeper to find gold
On the cover of a magazine
Is where everybody wants to be
Well, you know, most of these magazines
They just do not talk to me
I will find better things to read
I'd love to listen to the radio
But the songs it plays are just poison to my ears and to my mind
I see music as a form of art, you know
A very precious and important part of my life
A lonely dancer moving in a crowded room
The song seems to be playing for no one else
So I dive in, there's nothing else that I could do
It's a song that we both know
A song from long ago